Afternoon, after class.

Today, the class where Kitakawaji is located is also actively preparing haunted house props.

I have to say that these high school students in Japan are quite capable of doing things.

Some people help sew clothes, while others refer to the props from haunted houses on the Internet and use artificial plasma to make broken hands and limbs.

However, although their hands-on ability is pretty good, the props they make are still very cheap.

The broken hand made of silicone filler can be seen as a fake product by putting it in a slightly light place.

And most importantly...

All the students who made props did not dare to say a word, their bodies were stiff and their scalp was numb.

Because Kitagawaji did not leave directly after class today, but just stared at them with a calm gaze.

The cold expression that wanted to eat people made some girls who made props almost cry.

Bei, what happened to the Great Demon King of Beichuan today? Why do you still have the time to stay here to watch them make props? Why don’t you go home yet?

Is it possible that I have to attack my classmates?

The more I think so, the less obedient the movements under my hands will be.

The entire production site was silent, no one dared to act rashly, and everyone was hoping that Kitakawaji would leave as soon as possible.

The next moment, Kitakawaji picked up his bag and stood up.

Seeing Kitakawaji's familiar homework, the girls who were making broken limb props couldn't help but cheered slightly.

Then--

The cheers turned into silence, and the expression of surprise on his face turned into a mourning face.

Because Kitagawa Temple not only did not leave, it seemed that it was attracted by the movements on their side and walked slowly over.

While walking, he was fumbled in his shoulder bag.

Pick.

Kitakawaji stopped and took out something from his bag.

Then he stuffed the things into the hands of these girls and said calmly: "You can keep them for use."

After saying that, Kitakawaji left the classroom with his backpack.

Looking at the other party's back as they left, everyone's spirits were relaxed, including the little girls whose things were stuffed by Kitagawa Temple, couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

The oppression that Kitakawa Temple brought them was too exaggerated. With Kitakawa Temple, they had no intention of making props at all.

Speaking of what Kitakawaji gave those girls?

Some people couldn't help looking over with curiosity.

Then--

Screams of fear came from the class:

"Hand! Broken hands! And human head!!!"

Yes.

What Kitakawa Temple gave to those girls was clearly the lifelike broken hands, heads, and broken fingers...

The girl holding these things was scared to death on the spot, and the moment she fainted, the artificial plasma was also knocked over and poured on her body.

The ground was covered with 'blood stains'.

For a moment, the classroom was wailing everywhere, and some people even rushed to run out.

Their appearance naturally attracted the students in the next class.

The students in the class next to them also curiously glanced at Class A of the second year.

Then...

The screams of fear came again.

On the other side, Kitakawaji, who had already walked to the corridor, looked at the poor baby nurse outfit of the Nikko who was still in his bag.

He couldn't help but shake his head.

The day before yesterday, she told Nishikotsu that she wanted to bring her to the North Beijing Festival, but the little guy stayed up late to work and made a lot of small props.

Those lifelike dummies' heads and false limbs were all made by her staying at home alone.

Including the blood-looking doll nurse uniform lying in his bag, she also sewed it with her hands.

I heard from Magong Yongshi that the little guy now wants to make him a set of doctor's clothes.

Seeing that Nishikojo worked so hard, Kitagawaji naturally didn't want her efforts to waste, so he brought these props she made to the school and handed them over to his classmates.

"I don't know if those students are satisfied or not." Kitakawaji held his chin and set off.

To be honest, after seeing the real thing, he felt that Nishikotsu had poor skills, and the props he made did not look very cunning, and he didn't know if the students in the class would use poor things.

"It's okay no matter what." Kitakawaji glanced at the caller ID and continued to walk down.

......

No matter what happened in the north of Beijing, Beichuan Temple came to Lakeside Park again.

In the lakeside park, an older young woman was chewing gum, sitting on a bench without saying hello to Kitakawaji Temple.

This woman is naturally Ryoko Kane.

Her reason for being here is also very simple.

"Kid Kitagawa, you can make me wait." Ryoko Kono consciously moved her butt and gave her a seat for Kitagawa Temple, while continuing to jokingly, "I've been waiting for you here for half an hour."

"How was the matter that asked you to help investigate yesterday?" Kitakawaji sat down on the bench expressionlessly, and glanced at the extremely unreliable woman, and didn't care about the soft nails inside her words.

He had determined the meeting time on the phone, and it had nothing to do with him that Kono Ryoko was willing to come here half an hour in advance.

Seeing Kitagawaji's righteous look, Ryoko Kawano waved her hand with a funny look:

"...Forget it. Anyway, you guys have always had this kind of straightforward temper."

After saying this, she took out the a4 paper clipped in a folder from her bag, and said clearly: "This is the information you want."

"Yes." Kitakawaji took the information and his eyes quickly swept across the printed font on the a4 paper.

Seeing that Kitakawaji had already entered the state, Ryoko Kawano, who was sitting next to him, couldn't help but ask: "Talkawa, why did you suddenly ask for information about the residents of the abandoned long house?"

Kitakawaji is a master who doesn’t show off his rabbit and does not show off his eagle. Since he asked for information, it means there must be a problem with the abandoned long house.

Ryoko Kawano is not a bystander who only follows Kitagawa Temple to watch him do things.

When Kitakawaji asked her for information, she had already begun to investigate the long house.

The long house is now called "Inagaki's long house", and it seems to be a supernatural attraction.

But since this "Aagaki Long House" covers a small area, the strange stories that have been circulated are not terrifying, so they are not too famous.

But since Kitakawa Temple has already made any moves...

Ryoko Kawano looked moved, and she was about to say what she was thinking in her heart—

"It's different from what you imagined."

Kitagawaji looked at the information and explained to Kono Ryoko: "There are no resentful spirits there."

His voice paused and said, "But the situation inside is more complicated than the vengeful spirit."

Kitakawaji's fingers, which were flipping through the information, suddenly paused.

On the other side, Ryoko Kano also keenly captured Kitagawaji's movements. She leaned her head over and her eyes stayed on the page the other party was flipping through.

That was a small person's avatar.

The little girl with braids was looking at the camera, showing a gentle smile.

That cute smiling face has a heart-warming feeling, but looking at it like this can make people feel happy.

But the words recorded next to them are cold and ruthless.

"Kanyo Kari, born in 16 years... died in 25 years...at the age of nine."

Ryoko Kono whispered the words on it.

She has read all these information, so she naturally knows the current situation of Kari Kamiya.

The other party is a resident living in the "Aogaki's Longhouse" and died six years ago in an accident.

and...

Ryoko Kawano glanced at the message below again and couldn't help but shake her head.

What kind of mood does such a little girl have to smile so brightly in front of the camera?

"If I were still alive, I would probably be about to get to high school now. Is there anything you care about about her? Kitagawa?"

Listening to Ryoko Kaneno's question, Kitagawaji nodded and said, "It's true that there are some things that I care about."
To be continued...