This Japanese Story Is Not Too Cold

Meanwhile, the observation deck.

"Ah... Beichuan classmate? Oh, have you found all of them? Alright, I will ask the teacher to go down and help later."

Beichuan Temple's homeroom teacher Qian Hexiang answered the phone with a strange tone.

Three people fainted by fright?

Now there are only four or five groups going up the mountain, right? Where to go to Beichuan Temple, it is estimated that there are only one or two groups.

How did he scare people into fainting? And it can frighten three people into fainting?

Just relying on those poor-quality props made by the school?

No matter how you think about it, it's impossible.

"Anyway, Beichuan, please take care of the students behind. Don't use too much force. There are prizes on the top of our mountain. If none of them can climb up, then our prizes..."

She spoke some words to Beichuan Temple on the walkie-talkie, then hung up the call and asked her colleagues to go down to help carry the person.

After all, Beichuan Temple is a ghost actor, and it is the job of these behind-the-scenes workers to transport the wounded.

but--

"It's still a bit strange..." Qian Hexiang looked at a colleague who had slipped into the night with some concern, then shook his head, and began to take charge of contacting again.

After a while, her intercom rang.

Another communication from Beichuan Temple?

Qian Hexiang touched his head and reached out to connect it.

Then--

"What? The two teachers also fainted?! Wait a minute, Beichuan, what are you doing?"

"You don't know either? When you rushed to the scene, they fainted when they saw you?"

Um? ? ? ? ?

Qian Hexiang is really confused by the monk of Zhang Er now.

But she still patiently said to Beichuan Temple: "How about this, student Beichuan, don't worry, we'll send someone to help you soon, first try to see if you can put those two teachers who fainted wake."

"Okay, okay, okay, I see."

Qian Hexiang hung up the walkie-talkie again, his face full of bewilderment.

"Teacher Qianhe, what's wrong?" A male teacher next to her asked with concern when she saw that her expression was not right.

"No... There seems to be something wrong with the ghost actors. It seems that Oda-sensei and Yamada-sensei were fainted by our student actors."

Qian Hexiang said with an uncomfortable expression.

The teacher laughed when he heard the words: "That Oda-sensei and Yamada-sensei? Don't they often say that they are very courageous? What's the matter? Even young people are so afraid of pranks that they are so frightened that they fainted? "

"... That's why I said that things are strange." Chizuru Xiang couldn't help scratching his head, and suggested: "Why don't you go over to see the situation, Mr. Yamamoto? It feels a little strange."

"Alright." Mr. Yamamoto smiled cheerfully, greeted the other two teachers who had already packed up and were about to go down the mountain, then picked up the walkie-talkie and left.

After a while—

This time seems to have passed a very long time, Qian Hexiang was in charge of contacting various matters, while looking at the walkie-talkie from time to time.

This time, the walkie-talkie in front of him didn't ring, so the rescue work has already been completed, right?

She breathed a sigh of relief and planned to concentrate on her work——

Puff.

Radio waves sounded.

Qian Hexiang froze and turned his head to look at the walkie-talkie.

Fortunately, this time it was not Beichuan Temple who called, but Teacher Yamamoto.

Presumably he came here to report to her on the rescue work?

She picked up the walkie-talkie and connected——

"Help! Help!!! Teacher Qianhe! I'm not a ghost actor at all! I—"

Puff——

The sound of the walkie-talkie stopped, and there was an indescribable silence.

"Hey, hello?! Hey, hello?! Teacher Yamamoto? Teacher Yamamoto?!"

Qian Hexiang stood up, pinched the walkie-talkie, and shouted with a changed expression.

There was no answering voice.

Only the sound of disorganized radio waves.

About three minutes later, a cold voice finally came from Mr. Yamamoto:

"I am Beichuan Temple."

"?????" Qian Hexiang opened his mouth.

why is it you again? !

Why is it always you? !

Why always you? !

Qian Hexiang was a little skeptical about life.

I only heard Beichuan Temple say: "I'm sorry, Teacher Qianhe, these teachers have fainted again, it's very strange. Also, there is almost no room for people in the jungle. What do you think should I do? I will send them down the mountain first Is it? Find another ghost actor to replace me."

"Again...fainted again?" Chizuru recalled Mr. Yamamoto's hearty smile and the cry of despair just now——

Her eyes widened.

The walkie-talkie in his hand seemed to weigh a thousand catties.

Could it be that the opposite side is not Beichuan Temple at all? ! But a stranger pretending to be Beichuan Temple's voice talking to him?

The more she thought about it, the more likely it was, and the more she thought about it, the more she felt a chill down her spine——

"Teacher Qianhe? What's wrong with you?"

The 'Beichuan Temple' over there asked incomprehensibly.

Qian Hexiang's face changed slightly.

If the other party is really not Beichuan Temple, then what should we do next?

There are at least five or six groups of students... no, now even five teachers have fallen into the hands of each other.

What does he want to do?

Is he alone or their organization?

Thinking about it carefully, one person should not be able to do this kind of thing... To be able to scare a strong teacher into such a state, it must be the kind of extremely terrifying murderous maniac!

The hairs on her body stood on end, and she felt a little difficult to breathe.

Qianhexiang's voice paused for a moment, and asked pretending to be normal: "Excuse me, Beichuan, are there any other ghost actor students on your side? I remember that you and I have applied for three walkie-talkies, right? How did they You haven't contacted me all this time?"

"..."

There was a pause there.

Then there was the usual cold voice of Beichuan Temple: "I found two good friends, I think there should be no problem."

Got two friends? !

Qian Hexiang's expression changed, and he immediately brought the list of ghost performers.

Two third-year students, one Beichuan Temple, and another second-year student... a total of four people.

If Beichuan Temple finds two of them...

Chizuru swallowed her saliva, and read in a low voice: "Sato, Suzuki, Tanaka...Do you have any impression of these three people? Beichuan classmate?"

"I don't know." Beichuan Temple replied coldly.

do not know? ! Obviously there are only four high school ghost actors in total, right? ! If you don't know them, where did you find your friends? Make friends out of thin air?

Qian Hexiang has confirmed.

The person over the walkie-talkie is definitely not Beichuan Temple.

So who are they? What do they want to do to the students in Jingbei?

Qian Hexiang's breathing was a little short, in order to cover up this, she coughed twice and replied:

"Really? Then try your best to pay attention to the danger... How about this, you stay where you are first. We will send someone over to find you in a while."

"good."

The intercom hung up again.

Chizuru Hibiki immediately rang Kamiya Mirai's walkie-talkie.

"Shengu Mirai has received it, please tell me." Shengu Mirai said with a slight smile in his voice, as if he didn't know what happened on the mountain at all.

"Student Kamiya! Something abnormal has happened on the mountain! Hurry up and organize the students to leave! There may be a group of thugs camping on the mountain, and Beichuan may have been murdered by the other party, and they may be carrying knives!"

Qianhe's voice exploded hastily.

This made Mirai Kamiya on the walkie-talkie stunned.

ah?

thug?

Beichuan Temple was poisoned by the opponent?

The thugs also carried knives?

No way? You said that there are thugs on the mountain, I believe it, but you want to say that Beichuan Temple was murdered by the other party?

It's too...

After Qianhe Xiang explained the ins and outs of the matter clearly, Kamiya Mirai said hesitantly: "That... Teacher Qianhe? You don't have to be too nervous. Maybe it's Bei Chuan and the others who are so good at acting that they make everyone laugh. Intimidated?"

"No matter what! You first evacuate the crowd and enter the dormitory! I will give you a phone number, which is the phone number of the dormitory owner. You let them protect you!"

Qian Hexiang hung up the walkie-talkie.

This made Shen Gu Mirai look a little dull.

She looked at the deep mountain forest, her mouth twitched: "How did it become like this...? And Monarch... what are you doing?"

Why is the teacher afraid of being like this? What happened?

the other side.

Qian Hexiang, who hung up the intercom in the future of Shengu, finally couldn't bear it anymore.

She looked at the remaining teachers and screamed loudly: "Quick, hurry up and call the police!!!"

 …

The efficiency of the Japanese police is rarely higher.

About fifteen minutes later, the local police station dispatched several police cars.

Under their research, they decided to go up the mountain from three trails.

Then--

Then they saw Beichuan Temple, who had taken off his beak mask, sitting among a group of fainted students and teachers.

No one was hurt.

Everyone was simply overly frightened and passed out.

Roughly counting the past, apart from the eight groups of students who had already gone up the mountain, there were five teachers lying unconscious on the ground.

Yes.

They were all stunned.

It's not just the police who are dumbfounded.

Even the teacher standing next to him was dumbfounded.

They looked at Beichuan Temple, who was talking with the police and wearing a bloody costume, and was speechless for a long time.

What is this?

Is it really like what Kamiya Mirai said, all these people were frightened and passed out here?

"May I ask if you are the person in charge of this test of courage, Teacher Qian Hexiang?"

The police interrogation sounded.

"Ah... I am." Qian Hexiang, who had been thinking, looked up in a daze.

"Well, please go back to the police station with me to make a record. I counted the number just now and the number is correct. No one was absent. Including the four teachers, they were lying on the ground like this because they were too frightened. Go back You'll be fine with a night's rest."

the policeman said calmly.

"Uh...but maybe there are thugs..." Qian Hexiang was still a little bit reluctant.

You let her accept herself so easily. These teachers are frightened into such a state by a student. To be honest, she can't accept it at all.

"There are no thugs, we have just conducted a whole-mountain search."

Looking at Qian Hexiang's expression, the policeman asked with a strange expression, "Does Teacher Qian He have a history of persecution paranoia?"

"How could it be!" Qian Hexiang blushed.

"I understand." The policeman nodded, and after writing and drawing on a small notebook, he put the notebook in his breast pocket and opened the police car door: "Please go back and make a record with us, it will take about an hour It can be over, and it will not affect your follow-up work."

"...good."

Chizuru nodded discouragedly.

She looked at Beichuan Temple who was waving at her, and the more she thought about it, the more she couldn't figure it out.

How could there be no thugs?

A student, scaring so many people?

How can this be?

Seeing her expression, the policeman who opened the car door next to her gave a dry cough, and kindly reminded: "Mr. Qianhe, next time you hold this kind of event, remember to be a little restrained. Regardless of the courage of the students...even the teacher They were all frightened, which also fully shows that your event planning this time is too forceful."

Event planning overextended? !

There is no such thing at all, okay? !

She, Qian Hexiang, has already planned such activities many times. That time, the students all laughed and took the prizes away from her, which was not like today.

But the words couldn't come out of his mouth.

She had to shut up because of the twenty or thirty teachers and students lying on the white stretchers who had fainted from fright.

Before she got into the police car, she ordered some more things, and then left with a face full of reluctance.

On the other side, Mirai Kamiya, who was wearing a tour guide hat, looked at Beichuan Temple with a curious look on his face: "Temple Lord, what did you do? So many people are intimidated by you?"

"Poor cooperation with Makie." Beichuan Temple simply explained.

At the same time, he was also a little inexplicable.

Didn't it scare some people off? Isn't it normal for this kind of thing to happen in the test of courage? But why did Jingbei call the police directly?

This doesn't follow the rules at all.

It was Kamiya Mirai who called him in time just now, otherwise Kamiya Makie and Nishi Kujo even planned to give some surprises to the policemen who went up the mountain.

Beichuan Temple glanced at his neckline.

Poor Xikujo had a great time this time.

Her little puppet's mouth was pulled up to both sides, showing a smiling expression.

It's just that this subtlety is expressed in the cross-sealed mouth, which has an inexplicably gloomy feeling.

As for the other side.

Kamizu Makie on the other side is straightening her neck, it seems that the neck is a bit difficult to straighten because of too much force in the front.

"Should it be a good time this time?" Beichuan Temple asked while pinching his chin.

Hearing this question, Kamiya couldn't help sticking out his tongue in the future.

Have fun?

Everyone is lying on a stretcher, isn't this fun?

Is it fun to scare others into heart attacks?

When she was down the mountain just now, she could hear the shrill screams coming from the mountain.

The desperation and anxiety contained in the screams are real.

Even Shengu Future, a little girl who is not afraid of anything, can't help but twitch her mouth, dispelling the idea of ​​going up the mountain to see Beichuan Temple.

But—what happened on the mountain?

Kamiya is still a little curious about the future.

Hmm - the goal of 8,000 characters has been achieved!