Hayashi did not care how Narusuke Watano planned to use the 100,000 yen. A mere 100,000 yen was no different from 10 or 20 yen to her. After parting ways with Narusuke Watano, she quickly drove to her next destination, which was Masashi Mizunuma's home.
Masashi Mizunuma lived in a very old apartment. According to the manager, she had always lived with her two daughters. Masashi Mizunuma treated her daughters very well, but for some reason, they suddenly left.
"Suddenly?"
"Yes."
The manager said in a low voice as he led Hayashi to the end of the corridor.
"I don't know when they disappeared. In short, the mother and daughter suddenly disappeared …. Actually …."
The apartment manager lowered his voice.
"I heard that Lady Vermilion Paine mistreated her own children."
"Really?"
"Yes, Miss, you don't know about this, but after that, someone found that Masashi Mizunuma's eldest daughter, Mimiko, died at home. How pitiful."
"What about the cause of death? Did the police come to investigate? "
"The police did, but they said she died of illness or something.... Sorry, I don't remember that clearly."
As he spoke, the apartment manager took out his key and opened the door.
"This is the place."
Hayashi pushed the door open and walked in.
Inside was a somewhat narrow apartment. It basically consisted of a hallway, a kitchen, a living room, and a bedroom. It was even smaller than the houses allocated to state-owned enterprises. But from the pictures drawn by children on the wall, one could tell the living conditions here used to be.
But for Hayashi, the most important thing was....
"It's not here."
Sensing the cold air around her, Hayashi frowned. Her goal was to find the hiding place of the evil spirit, but the evil spirit did not seem to be here. But at least she still had some clues. There was indeed a cold aura here, which meant that even if the evil spirit did not use this place as its lair, it must have stayed here for some time.
"Ring ring ring....!!"
At that moment, Hayashi's mobile phone rang. She turned it on and soon heard the voice of Narusuke Watano.
"Hello, is this Miss Haruhino?"
"It's me."
"I'm Hong Ye. I've talked to the people from the welfare home and found out something serious."
Narusuke Sakino's tone became serious.
"According to them, Mizutana-san is suspected of abusing her own child."
"Where is the evidence?"
Hearing this, his expression did not change, because that was what the manager of the apartment had told him. However, that was just a rumor after all. There was no actual evidence.
"Her youngest daughter, Yasuko, is often injured, and it's all cuts, so the welfare agency once suspected that Masachie Mizunuma abused her daughter."
"But that's just a suspicion."
Yu knew that the Japanese government was at the level of a father in this aspect, unlike China, where the child belonged to their own family and could be beaten whenever they wanted. If the staff of the Japanese government suspected that the parents or caregivers had abused and beaten the children, they could forcibly revoke the parents' custody of the children and hand the children over to the welfare agency or find someone else to adopt them.
According to Narusuke Watano, Masuge Mizunuma's youngest daughter, Yasuko, had been to the hospital several times for treatment, and all of her injuries were caused by sharp weapons. Therefore, it was normal for the medical staff and staff to have such suspicions.
"No evidence?"
"No. According to them, Masugena Mizunuma takes good care of her two daughters. When they were hospitalized, she often neglected to eat and sleep. She doesn't look like someone who would abuse her daughters at all, but …."
"Do you suspect that Mizutana-san has a mental illness or a dual personality disorder?"
"It's not impossible. Of course, it's also possible that she's possessed by an evil spirit."
Indeed, as Narusuke Watano said, this possibility did exist. Mizutana-san was a single mother. She raised two children alone and had to work to support her family. She was obviously under a lot of mental pressure. If she had some kind of schizophrenia or bipolar disorder because of this, then her behavior would be understandable.
"What did Mizutana-san say?"
"Yasuko can't speak."
Narusuke Watano's voice sounded a little low.
"Maybe it's because the blow is too big. She doesn't speak at all. She can't answer any of my questions."
"I see …. It's late now. Let's meet at the hospital tomorrow."
"The hospital?"
"That's right. The hospital where Mizutana-san worked before her death. I heard that Mizutana-san's autopsy was also done there. I'll go to the nearby police station to retrieve the records, then we'll meet at the hospital."
After giving the instructions, Hayashi put down her phone and stared at the room in front of her.
Indeed, after hearing the information collected by Narusuke Watano, it was easy to suspect that Mizutana-san was the murderer who abused her children, killed her daughter, and then fled. The resentment of her daughter, Miko, who was killed by her, turned into an evil spirit, and then carried out a murderous revenge.
But was that really the case?
With this thought in mind, Hayashi stared at the room in front of her. Then, her pupils widened slightly, and time began to flow backward in her eyes …. Soon, scenes of the past appeared in her mind.
After a moment, she closed her eyes and nodded slightly.
"So that's how it is …."
As she spoke, she turned around and walked out of the room, closing the door behind her.
This time, she didn't even look back to look at the blurry shadow in the room.
The next day, when she came to the hospital, Narusuke Watano was already waiting there.
"You're finally here, Miss Haruhiko."
Narusuke Watano breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Hayashi.
"I want to check Miko Mizutana's records, but the hospital won't let me …."
Of course. You're just a primary school teacher. How could they let you check a patient's records at will?
"I found Miko Mizutana's death record."
Hayashi handed the file to Narusuke.
"According to the police autopsy, Miko Mizutana died of an asthma attack."
"Asthma ….?"
"That's right. You should know that asthma patients are in great pain when they have an asthma attack. If they don't get timely treatment, it's not surprising that they die."
"So when she had an asthma attack, her mother wasn't by her side …. In the end, Miko Mizutana died alone."
Narusuke Watano sighed as he looked at the photo in the file. He did not notice that Hayashi was staring at him with a strange smile.
When Narusuke Watano raised his head, Hayashi retracted his gaze.
"In any case, this family is probably the source of the death calls. Now that Miko Mizutana is dead and Minako Minakuma is in the orphanage, the only one whose whereabouts are unknown is Mizutana Matsuki. Only by finding Mizutana Matsuki can we figure out the truth."
"But her colleagues in the hospital don't know where Mizutana Matsuki is …."
Narusuke Watano seemed to remember something.
"By the way, her colleagues said that Mizutana Matsuki used to only go home when she wasn't in the hospital, and she spent most of her time in the old hospital!"
"The old hospital?"
"Yes, it's abandoned now, but it hasn't been demolished yet …."
"Then let's go to the old hospital."
Hayashi didn't care about Narusuke Watano's words and quickly made a decision.
The two soon arrived at the old Kagami Hospital. As Narusuke Watano had inquired, the old hospital had been abandoned and closed. But this was naturally not a problem for Hayashi. She smashed open the sealed door and the two walked into the hospital.
"…."
"Miss Harukino, do you feel it?"
"Of course."
The moment they walked into the hospital, Narusuke Sugano asked with a serious expression. Facing his question, Mi Weiwei nodded. Although there didn't seem to be anything strange on the surface, the moment they entered the hospital, they felt a strange and cold aura.
The two looked at each other, then slowly walked up the stairs and went deeper into the hospital.
Following the direction of the aura, the two went all the way upstairs. Suddenly, the strange ringtone of a mobile phone rang in the originally silent corridor.
"Ding — Ding dong dang dong dang dong …."
"…."
At this moment, the sudden ringing of the phone seemed to be deliberately luring the two, but neither Narusuke Sugino nor Dazhu were the kind of people who would retreat because of this. They walked straight forward, followed the sound, and walked into a room. At the same time, the ringing stopped abruptly.
"Look over there, Miss Harukino!"
Narusuke Watano seemed to have discovered something. He pointed at a box not far away and shouted. A hand was sticking out of the box, holding a mobile phone. The hand had long decayed, and it seemed to have been there for a long time. Narusuke Watano hurriedly walked up and opened the box. Inside the box was a woman's decayed corpse, curled up with only one hand holding the mobile phone.
"This … could it be …."
"— —!!"
While Narusuke Watano was still in shock, the corpse suddenly opened its eyes, stood up, and grabbed at Narusuke Watano with a roar.
If it were an ordinary person, they would have been scared stiff by this sudden change. However, Narusuke Watano was a spiritual ability teacher who had slain demons countless times, so he was not as cowardly as an ordinary person. Faced with the attack, he hurriedly retreated and took out the scripture with his right hand.
"Take this! White Cloak Incantation!!"
With Narusuke Watano's roar, the scripture in his hand instantly turned into a circle and bound the raging evil spirit inside. At this moment, the evil spirit let out a tragic cry as it was bound within, unable to move at all.
"Damn evil spirit, go to heaven obediently!! Namo is merciful and merciful, and has great inspiration … "
As Narusuke Watano chanted the incantation, the originally violent evil spirit gradually calmed down. Narusuke Watano also chanted the incantation, trying to make her go to heaven.
But at that moment, Dusk suddenly spoke.
"Do you think it's the one behind the death calls?"
"This …."
Narusuke Watano was at a loss for words. In fact, he did not have the time to consider this question just now. It was purely because the evil spirit had attacked him that he instinctively fought back in self-defense.
"Then I'll leave that to you. I'll deal with this one."
As she spoke, Dusk stretched out her hand. Along with this action, a dark greatsword slowly emerged from the void. Dusk clenched the Frostmourne in her hand, turned around, and swung it!
"Whoosh —!!"
The pitch-black greatsword instantly turned into a bolt of lightning and flew forward. Accompanied by a shrill scream, it was nailed to the wall. Only then did Naruno discover that the ghost of a girl was nailed to the wall by the pitch-black greatsword, and she was constantly struggling.
She was Masumi Mizunuma's eldest daughter who died of asthma, Mizunuma Mimiko!
"Miss Kasugano, what are you doing!?"
Narusuke Watano was shocked to see this scene. Dusk did not care about his words at all. She slowly walked towards Mizunuma Mimiko with her hands behind her back and a smile on her face.
"Poor Mimiko … What a poor child. She died a tragic death because no one cared about her asthma attack … How pitiful … At least that's what everyone thinks, but is that really the case?"
"What … What do you mean by this?"
Narusuke Watano was surprised to hear Dusk's words. Dusk glanced at him.
"Don't you have Ghost Hand? Sensei Watano? Why don't you just look at Masumi Mizunuma's memories? Won't everything be clear then? "
"… … …"
Narusuke Watano hesitated for a moment. Then, he reached out his Ghost Hand and connected to the memory of the evil spirit in front of him.
He immediately saw Masumi Mizunuma's memories.
In Masumi Mizunuma's memories, there was no record of her abusing her daughter. On the contrary, in order to take care of and raise her two daughters, Masumi Mizunuma had been working hard. But what troubled her was that her youngest daughter, Yasuko, would always get hurt. At first, Masumi Mizunuma thought it was just an accident, like her daughter accidentally touching a knife or a sharp object when playing at home. But as this happened repeatedly, she began to feel puzzled.
Masumi Mizunuma consulted a doctor and was told that children sometimes chose to harm themselves in order to attract their parents' attention. She was not sure if her youngest daughter, Yasuko, belonged to this category.
But one day, Masumi Mizunuma found out the truth.
That day, Masumi Mizunuma returned home a little later than usual. When she opened the door and walked into the room, she saw her eldest daughter, Miko Mimiko, holding a sharp knife in her hand, cutting wounds on her youngest daughter.
Seeing this scene, Masumi Mizunuma was shocked.
She had never thought that her elder daughter, who looked weak and had asthma, would have such a terrifying side.
She pushed Miko Mimiko away almost angrily, then held Yasuko in her arms. Miko Mimiko seemed to be greatly stimulated by her mother's discovery of what she had done. Soon, her asthma broke out again, but Miko Mimiko could not pick up the respirator. She fell to the ground, looking at her mother in despair, hoping that she could save her.
If it were any other time, Masumi Mizunuma would not hesitate to save her daughter.
But now, in Masumi's view, the one lying on the ground was not her daughter, but a cold-blooded and ruthless demon.
So she hesitated for a moment, then finally turned around and left the house with Yasuko in her arms, leaving Miko Mimiko alone.
Then, as recorded in the file, Miko Mimiko died of an asthma attack.
But she did not really disappear just like that.
Instead, she turned into an evil spirit and began a new journey of killing.
"… … …"
Seeing all this, Narusuke Sashino was stunned. He could not believe his eyes. He originally thought that the Truth Society tortured and killed his daughter. He did not expect that there was such a hidden story behind it.
"So, the death call is not a message or anger from the dead at all. It's just her entertainment, Sensei Sashino."
Sashino's voice still reached Narusuke Sashino's ears.
"Do you know? Every time Mimiko stabbed her sister, she would give her a candy. And in the mouths of the previous dead, I also found a candy. "
At this moment, Sashino walked up to Miko Mimiko, who was struggling in pain, and stared at her with a smile.
"So, do you understand? Sensei Sashino? She killed those people the same way she hurt her sister. She just got fun from it — and made a living doing it. "
"… … …"
Narusuke Sashino looked at Miko Mimiko's ghost with a complicated expression.
"So, what are you going to do to her?"
"I have a way."
Sashino chuckled and reached out to grab the hilt of Frostmourne.
"Now, it's time for her to taste the pain."
As Sashino's voice fell, the next moment, the whistling cold wind erupted from the blade and quickly turned into a vortex. And Miko Mimiko's ghost was entangled, torn, and completely swallowed by the vortex.
After a short while, everything returned to its original tranquility.
Sashino withdrew Frostmourne and turned to look at Narusuke Sashino.
"My work is over, Sashino Sensei. What about you?"
(End of this chapter)
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