This Japanese Story Is Not Too Cold

"Cough...that's the main reason why Yingsuke and I called Brother Beichuan over here." Takashi Tanaka coughed and explained the reason: "The reason why Brother Beichuan's materials are so realistic is not because of special effects. It's because he has been in and out of various spiritual attractions, and those spiritual attractions may be even more vicious than this time, and if he leads the team, we can feel more at ease."

Hearing these words, Tobeda was stunned.

He looked at Beichuan Temple and hesitated for a long time before whispering a title: "Beichuan...mage?"

quiet--

Takashi Tanaka and Hidesuke Yamaguchi's expressions changed, and the two opened their mouths to Tobeta, and finally closed them again.

The lively atmosphere just now was suppressed in an instant.

It seems that Tobeda has touched a bottom line that must never be touched.

After a while, Beichuan Temple looked at Miyamoto Naikoto and said, "You just said that you have something to discuss with me, right? Specifically, what is it?"

His flat tone made Miyamoto Nakoto slightly taken aback: "I have something to discuss with you, I don't know if it's convenient, let's go outside and talk."

It seems that it should be Miyamoto Nokoto's private matter, otherwise there is no need to avoid suspicion.

Kitagawa Temple nodded, and then looked back at Takashi Tanaka and Hidesuke Yamaguchi: "I'll come as soon as I go. I'll confirm where we meet that day after talking."

After leaving these words, Kitagawa Temple and Miyamoto Nokoto walked out of the Cure Cafe, leaving Tobeda, Yamaguchi Hidesuke, and Tanaka Takashi.

As soon as Beichuan Temple left, Hidesuke Yamaguchi, who had been silent for a long time, looked at Tobeda with a surprised tone: "I really didn't expect that Tobeda, you would dare to call Kitagawa brother that."

"That name? Ah, it's Kitagawa Ho..." Tobeda suddenly realized, and just about to say that name, Yamaguchi Hidesuke and Tanaka Takashi tightly covered his mouth.

"Shut up! Do you really want Brother Beichuan to leave you alone in the emergency park?"

Takashi Tanaka tightly covered Tobeda's mouth with his hands, his voice panicked.

Woo hoo! ! !

Tobeda struggled for a long time before he barely escaped from the assistants of Takashi Tanaka and Hideo Yamaguchi.

While squawking, he took a sip of coffee and said incomprehensibly, "Is it that exaggerated?"

"That's what Brother Beichuan absolutely doesn't want to hear... Ahem... In short, only the title 'mage' is forbidden." Hidesuke Yamaguchi looked serious.

Seeing Hidesuke Yamaguchi and Takashi Tanaka's serious faces, Tobeda did not hesitate, nodded repeatedly, and promised that he would never call Beichuanji by the title of "mage" again.

Meanwhile, the other side.

Miyamoto Naikoto brought Beichuan Temple to the side of the road and looked at Beichuan Temple: "Beichuan-kun, to be honest, I need your help with one thing—"

Before she could finish her sentence, she was interrupted firmly by Beichuan Temple: "Is it about the Bianhua?"

Miyamoto Nokoto looked surprised: "How do you know?"

Before she finished speaking, Beichuan Temple had already guessed what she was thinking?

Could it be the foresight or the ability to read minds.

But that's fine too! The more this is the case, the more Nakoto Miyamoto can believe that Beichuan Temple has abilities that ordinary people cannot possess.

But it seemed that Beichuan Temple had completely seen through her idea. Beichuan Temple continued: "This is not the ability to predict or read minds, but simple analysis and observation."

Beichuan Temple pointed to his throat, and said calmly: "The first is the voice. You and Bi'anhua should be relatives. Your voice is similar to hers, and it is very recognizable."

"Then there is the expression observation. I have noticed a long time ago. When you mentioned the three words 'Higan Flower' mentioned by Hidesuke Yamaguchi and Takashi Tanaka, your fingers will subconsciously grasp your satchel—just like now. .”

What?

Miyamoto Nakoto followed Beichuan Temple's fingers and looked at herself.

At some point, her fingers had tightly grasped the other end of the satchel.

Watching Miyamoto Nakoto loosen her satchel, Kitagawa Temple continued

"This may be your little habit when you are nervous, or it may be a signal that you feel uneasy. In short, no matter what this signal means, the problem will follow. What about the reaction?"

Miyamoto Nakoto's complexion changed slightly.

She thought that Beichuan Temple had some special mind-reading ability or the ability to predict the future, but the other side told her to approach science instead?

This is too weird.

Under Miyamoto Nakoto's expression, Beichuan Temple finished speaking in one breath:

"The answer is also very simple. I heard from Hidesuke Yamaguchi that the ghost blogger Higanka has a sister who writes horror novels. The reason why she works in this line of work is to inspire her sister."

Beichuan Temple stared directly at Naikoto Miyamoto, and Nakoto Miyamoto hesitated a lot with those piercing eyes, and finally let out a sigh of relief: "As you said, Bianhua is my younger sister. She died a year ago. After receiving that email, I went to Jishi Paradise alone, and I have been missing until now..."

"The thing I want to ask for your help is also very simple, please help me find it..."

"Sorry, I can't do it." Beichuan Temple refused.

The speed of his refusal made Miyamoto Nakoto look slightly stagnant. After a while, Miyamoto Nokoto hurriedly stopped Beichuan Temple who was about to re-enter the coffee shop:

"Please, please wait a moment! Beichuan-kun! I will reward you and I will never let you down! In the past two years, I have also accumulated some savings in writing books..."

Beichuan Temple shook his head: "No, it's not about money."

He thought for a while, and explained a few sentences for Naoqin Miyamoto: "First of all, Ms. Miyamoto, you have to think calmly. Today is more than a year since the deadline for your sister's disappearance. What can ordinary people do in Jishi Paradise?" Have you lived without eating or drinking? Thinking about it the other way around, if Ms. Bi'anhua is still alive in this world, will she not call you or ask for help?"

Miyamoto Naoqin's arms trembled, she covered her pretty face, and said in a tone of extreme pain: "Actually, I have thought about what you said, Mr. Beichuan. But if I haven't seen it with my own eyes, I will Absolutely won't believe it."

Mom and Dad are crying.

Inside the grave lay my sister's favorite gadgets... not even her body.

Why didn't you dissuade your sister in the first place?

Nakoto Miyamoto was full of guilt. She has been investigating the emergency paradise until today.

She kept looking for her younger sister...wanting to find out what happened back then.

By accident, Miyamoto Naoqin discovered the homepage of Beichuan Temple's urban ghost talk, and she confirmed it in an instant with the realistic feeling.

This blogger meets the real thing.

If this blogger, can you find anything in Jishi Paradise?

She also left a message on Beichuan Temple's homepage, and even sent him a private message.

But never got a reply.

This incident soon passed, until Beichuan Temple appeared in front of her today...

Seeing her squatting on the ground, covering her face with her hands, and sobbing repeatedly, Beichuan Temple also shook her head.

No matter what Miyamoto Nakoto said, his goal would not change.

This may be a bit unreasonable, but everything is based on the prerequisite of survival.

This is the most critical.

To tell Beichuan Temple to spare extra energy to find Miyamoto Nakoto's younger sister who has zero chance of survival, to be honest, that would be taking other people's lives too seriously.

"No matter what...can't it work?"

Miyamoto Nakoto moved her palm away and looked at Beichuan Temple with tears in her eyes.

"Sorry, I can't do anything at the moment."

Beichuan Temple's attitude was as firm as ever.

"...I understand. I'm really sorry for troubling you so much all of a sudden." Miyamoto Nakoto shook her head heartbroken.

She actually understood Beichuan Temple's considerations, but she couldn't control her sudden emotions just now.

"It's best for you to understand, but I can also give you a promise. If there are traces of your sister's survival, I will do my best to help you find your sister. How about it?"

"Thank you very much!" Miyamoto Nokoto nodded desperately, and said in a crying voice: "Thank you! Thank you very much! Kitagawa-kun!"

For Beichuan Temple to say this, it was considered as the utmost benevolence, and Naikoto Miyamoto knew it, so she didn't continue to force the other party, or make some demands that made Beichuan Temple embarrassing.

She adjusted her mentality a little outside, cleaned her face a little, and re-entered the coffee shop.

"Ah, the thing to talk about is over--uh...?" Eisuke Yamaguchi, who was still saying hello, looked at Miyamoto Nokoto's red and swollen eyes strangely, and asked strangely: "Miss Miyamoto, what's wrong with your eyes?" What's going on?"

Nakoto Miyamoto forced a smile: "I discussed some things with Mr. Beichuan just now, and I started crying when I talked about Wangqing, please don't mind it."

Her sickness, coupled with Lihua's rainy expression, made it impossible for any man to refuse.

But--

The three boys looked at the cold-faced young man standing beside Miyamoto Nokoto.

They were all silent.

Beichuan Temple.

This is a great god.

Especially at this juncture, who would want to offend Beichuan Temple for a girl?

When Beichuan Temple and Miyamoto Nakoto sat down again, the topic started to unfold again.

It is worth mentioning that Miyamoto Nokoto actually found something.

"In fact, I have been investigating the matter of Jishi Paradise all the time, and I have been to the field several times, but basically every time I have returned without success... As for the reason for investigating Jishi Paradise... please allow me to conceal it a little bit. "

She still didn't intend to tell all about her sister.

"I specifically asked the employees who had worked in Jishi Paradise, and they also told me about the reason for the suicide of the person in charge."

Nakoto Miyamoto's expression froze, and he slowly told what he saw and heard during his own investigation.

It has been about two years since Jishi Paradise was ordered to close.

"The reason why the person in charge of the haunted house hanged himself... actually happened at that time."

Miyamoto Nokoto lowered her voice:

"May Day Golden Week."

"Really? This is the first time I've heard of it." Hidesuke Yamaguchi and Takashi Tanaka looked at each other.

Nakoto Miyamoto nodded, and simply took out her mobile phone: "This is the promotional video of Jishi Paradise two years ago, you can watch it."

"...How did you find it? I remember that the official website of Jishi Paradise has been down for a year or two, right? Basically all the videos about it on the Internet have been taken off the shelves..."

Hidesuke Yamaguchi's face was full of disbelief.

"I found the employee who worked in Keshile back then, and he still has this information in his USB flash drive." Nokoto Miyamoto replied calmly.

An employee who has found a job? This is really... When did Nokoto Miyamoto start investigating Jishi Park?

Just when they were curious to ask, Beichuan Temple took the phone over without saying a word, and opened the video.

Blue sky, white clouds, flower paper salute.

Under the sound of melodious music, the screen jumps, and the sound of the screen also sounds.

This is the Jishi Paradise that was receiving tourists from the outside world back then, and it looks pretty good.

Happy Valley, U-shaped skateboard, adventure sea, haunted house...

"At that time, Jishi Paradise was developing very well, and it had been on the rise...but the good times didn't last long. After that, a major safety accident occurred."

Miyamoto Nokoto slides the video over an amusement ride.

People are fixed on safety seats, and as the other end connected to the high place, they are thrown around in the air like toys.

"The Stranger Cosmic Hand... should be called this amusement facility. It is said that there was a problem with the safety seat, and several tourists were thrown from the air. But fortunately, there is a pool under the Stranger Cosmic Hand, so the tourists just Minor injuries... But even so, for an amusement park, this is considered a very serious safety accident."

"After that, after a long period of safety inspection and rectification, Jishi Paradise finally ushered in the reopening of the park during the Golden Week in May."

Miyamoto Nokoto tapped the table with her fingers: "But there has already been an accident, which is difficult to erase in people's minds, and at this moment, the person in charge of the amusement park thought of something-celebrity effect. Go invite Some live broadcast hosts and forum hosts come to play and ask them to comment on various facilities to attract tourists.”

"But who would have thought that during this period, safety accidents would happen again. When riding a U-shaped skateboard, due to a live broadcaster's mishandling, he fell from a high altitude..."

Speaking of this, Nakoto Miyamoto took a deep breath: "Actually, strictly speaking, this is the anchor's problem, but no matter what, the word-of-mouth of Jishi Paradise has dropped rapidly again, and the general manager of the amusement park ...that is, the person in charge of the haunted house ended up hanging himself in the haunted house."

"After that, many strange things often happened in the amusement park."

"Strange noises in the haunted house, more and more serious safety accidents... Jishi Paradise finally closed amidst a lot of scolding."

"This may be the reason why the other party invited us to conduct evaluations during the Golden Week in May."

Yes, the general responsibility for hanging suicides is during Golden Week in May.

The last time Bianhua and the baseball caps received their mail was also during the Golden Week in May.

Perhaps this is the reason.

Miyamoto Nakoto subconsciously wanted to continue speaking, but found that her voice was elongated strangely for some reason, forming a very terrifying echo:

"He wants us dead."

"Wants us to die..."

"die...!"

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