I just want to be a regular writer

I wanted to write another chapter before going to work, but it turns out that I was dreaming.The two chapters that are still missing are coded together at night and today.

Sorry o(╥﹏╥)o

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Chapter 052 "Safety" Curious Hunting

On the campus during the holidays, the security guards in the security room at the entrance were dozing idly.

This is a very leisurely job, at least this time.

There are no valuables in the school, and his job is just to guard the door as optional, to prevent people from outside the school from sneaking in—but in fact, who would sneak in?It's not a great museum, and nothing of value.

No one will run in.

At least the security really thought so.

He watched the old movie being played on the computer, little by little, not asleep, but he was definitely not awake.

He didn't know that in the teaching building where no one had been interested for more than 10 days, a girl was performing a secret ceremony.

It may be an exaggeration to say that it is a "secret ceremony". After all, it is...something that anyone who pays attention to spiritual forums during this period will know.

The girl had already completed the ceremony, standing in the bathroom on the second floor of the teaching building and staring at the mirror.

——Nothing happened.

"What the'eye of truth' is really deceptive."

The girl shrugged in disappointment, packed her things and prepared to leave.

She didn't dare to play games like candyman and Sachiko, because those games had a "mortal" ending.And games like Pen Fairy and Die Fairy... it is taboo to play alone.

how to say......

Because of curiosity and no awareness of the so-called life-saving, she tried this game that seemed to be no big deal even if she was "not selected".

After all, they are all deceptive.

in other words.

"Fortunately, it is a lie."

The girl seemed to be disappointed, but also muttered to herself like rejoicing, and then left with her bag.

Probably all the people who try this game have a mentality similar to her.They not only want to see things different in species, but also fear the painful price in the legend.

But fear is always accompanied by curiosity. Once curiosity cannot be suppressed, then...

The girl walked out of the school building with a bag.

She knows there is surveillance in the hallway, but it doesn’t matter-even if she gets caught, she just needs to put her hands together and apologize with a smile~

With that in mind, the "curiosity" in the girl's heart was expelled as the ceremony was completed.

Taking a look at the time, she can go to the mall next and buy her favorite matcha puffs.

The girl was in a good mood and walked to the side entrance of the school after leaving the school building.

Her steps are still light, until--

A burst of pain from an unknown source occupied all her senses.

She looked down at her hand-no one can't peel apples, right?

Her hand is like being peeled off by a fruit knife that is invisible to the naked eye. The skin and flesh are always sticking together, piled on the ground like peels ready to be abandoned.

But she did not bleed.

More and more skin and flesh were peeled off, and there seemed to be invisible mouths on the ground eating away the discarded "skins."

Until...

The young girl who was still alive a few minutes ago, only left two eyes that were still incomprehensible.

Eyeballs fell on the ground and rolled out and was stopped by one foot.

A pair of beautiful hands picked up the pair of eyes, put them in the glass container, and then smiled and said, "Look, the'eye of truth', isn't it?"

As he said, the owner of the voice walked away briskly.

Metropolitan Police Department

Hitomi Aoba made a cup of coffee for Misaki Kirihara.

Pushing the coffee cup in front of Misaki Kirihara, she smiled and asked, "How is it?"

Misaki Kirihara glanced at her.

She had never regarded Aoba Hitomi as a great person, even if she had checked Aoba Hitomi's file in order to keep the progress of the case completely confidential.

——This is just an ordinary person everywhere.

I suffered from eye diseases at birth, and my eyesight declined at an unimaginable rate as people grew older, and I couldn't see things close at hand even with heavy glasses.

Hitomi Aoba is an excellent person, devoted to studying for the first 22 years of his life, and has some good hobbies.When she returned from studying abroad, she worked briefly in a small export company for 8 months, until she was transferred to Florence for an expatriate job.She seems to have found a job that is more suitable for her, and immediately resigned after returning to China.

For the next 3 years, I have been traveling back and forth between my hometown in the country and Florence.

Misaki Kirihara thought that maybe the person who followed the case through the computer came from Florence.Maybe that person changed Aoba Hitomi's ordinary life trajectory-thinking so, but with the help of Kirihara Misaki, she could not find out what Aoba Hitomi was doing in Florence.

And what kind of thinking mode the people standing behind Aoba Hitomi would even doubt the people in the group.

Unfortunately, their suspicions seem to be correct.

Misaki Kirihara looked down at the dark brown coffee in the cup, and had no desire to drink it at all: "Sugano is indeed a bit... strange."

"Huh?" Aoba Hitomi looked surprised.

After barely getting acquainted with the members of the group, she no longer strenuously squinted to look at them, but allowed herself to accept everything that was not real before her.

"He's right..."

Misaki Kirihara hesitated for a moment, with confusion and perplexity on his face: "Sugano is very unfamiliar with his recent work, how can I say... it's not that I did a bad job. It's just that many small habits have changed, and so is my private life." "

"I remember he has a girlfriend. If he works overtime... he will call and notify him at around 7 o'clock every day. He hasn't done this in the past few days. Maybe it was a quarrel."

Misaki Kirihara lowered his head to think for a moment, and then shrugged: "But he is indeed Kanno. That's right. People can never be compromised. The access control system recognizes fingerprints."