Give weak women a heart of steel

Chapter 124 The human skin scroll from ten years ago

Hinazuki Kana always behaves like this in private.

She made little jokes, and if people in her class saw it, they would definitely be shocked.

"So, get out of class is over?"

Xia Tingfei squatted down and held Hinazuki Kana's ankles in his hands.

The delicate pantyhose look like a second layer of skin.

"Because the alarm sounded, there must be a commotion now." Hinazuki Kana looked at Xia Tingfei: "Fortunately, it was like this, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to see what happened just now."

"There's nothing wrong with your ankle." Xia Tingfei sat on the chair next to him: "The alarm was set off by sea tide algae chips."

Xia Tingfei pointed at the girl holding the scabbard with difficulty. She leaned her body and her arms were trembling.

Finally unable to hold on any longer, the scabbard fell to the ground with a clatter, making a series of noises.

"You can probably guess." Hinazuki Kana looked at the girl: "Except for seaweed flakes, almost no one would touch that kind of thing."

Tide Algae Panting, chest heaving.

It felt like his ribs were about to be broken.

She was a little disappointed and sat on the chair next to her to rest.

Looking at the two people chatting intimately, she said, "Are you lovers?"

Hai Tide Algae used curious eyes to explore the relationship between the two.

"Who knows." Hinazuki Kana glanced at Xia Tingfei, then looked at the seaweed chips: "What's wrong?"

"What does love look like?" Haichao Zaoxian looked at the two of them curiously.

Hai Tide Algae asked in an adult tone, but looked at it curiously like a child.

But she is not an adult, let alone a child.

But a guy who is almost an adult.

"Love, who knows?" Hinazuki Kana turned her head and looked out the window: "Who knows what will happen."

Hinazuki Kana is a little worried.

I am 17 years old today and will enter my sophomore year of high school in April.

After his senior year of high school, he would give up going to college and join the ranks of a trainee security guard.

By then, there would be less time to see Xia Tingfei.

If there is no way to sign a "marriage contract" with Xia Tingfei next year, Hinazuki Kana strongly doubts that Xia Tingfei will be seduced by other hateful little girls.

After all, there are all kinds of beautiful girls appearing around Xia Tingfei now.

If I leave in the future, the consequences will be very bad.

Hinazuki Kana sighed.

Xia Tingfei didn't know why.

"Love or something, like something. Don't you feel that discussing this at this time is a bit too self-righteous?"

Xia Tingfei did not participate in the discussion of liking and love between the two girls.

"Love, it's so disappointing."

The sea tidal algae flakes spit out such a thick sound.

The tone was as heavy as a dark cloud, and Xia Tingfei couldn't help but look at her.

There is a complex expression of fear, longing, and strength on Haitide Algae's face.

This was the first time for Xia Tingfei to see such a rich expression on the seaweed surface. In the past, she had either a leisurely and relaxed expression or a disgusting smacking of the tongue.

Now, she looks like a normal high school student.

To sanctify something that is not sacred at all and to admire it and want it.

I'm worried and jealous about this.

Xia Tingfei looked at the seaweed debris and thought about her legs and feet.

"If you want to continue learning, then practice until you can raise your arms steadily."

He said coldly.

"There may be some injury on her body that caused her arm to be injured."

"But, I don't care."

Xia Tingfei didn't care: "If you don't reach that level, I won't continue to teach you."

Haitang bit his lips, a blush spread across his face.

It was as if the snake skin secreted a ball of warm blood, and there was also a white curl of fresh air.

The blue-white skin was under the blush.

It just feels weird.

The other girl saw her and didn't have time to think about it.

Xia Tingfei grabbed the knife and asked Hinazuki Kana to retreat to a safe place.

He made that weird posture again, holding the handle of the knife between two fingers of his right hand and the blade of the knife with two fingers of his left hand.

It was the first time for Hinazuki Kana to see Xia Tingfei use this secret technique, and she felt her posture was distorted.

But sometimes I feel that the secret skill is just like this. If it wasn't like this, how could it be called a secret skill?

The first time I saw this secret skill, it was like cold light rolling on the snow.

The power moves forward and squirms between the muscles and veins, and the cold light stops in the hand.

Hinazuki Kana felt that the blade of the blade was becoming more and more sticky, as if it was wrapped in vines.

It also looks like rusty threads that are welded shut.

In the blink of an eye, the air distorted for a moment.

The cold light disappeared from Xia Tingfei's body and was held in his right hand.

clap clap.

The girl clapped: "When did you learn these things?"

"Does it matter?"

Xia Tingfei threw the knife into Hinazuki Kana's hand: "Come and try to imitate."

Hinazuki Kana caught the knife. Her figure was thin, but healthy enough.

He could barely hold the handle of the knife between his fingers and make a bow-like posture.

The girl only felt that an uncontrollable and furious red crow emerged from the cold light. It screamed in the cage, bumping left and right against the cage.

Phew - the red crow penetrated the cage and was nailed straight to the wall.

A wisp of dust fell.

Hinazuki Kana sat on the chair, panting.

"It's really not easy." Hinazuki Kana looked at the trembling knife nailed to the wall.

"It was originally a winning blow, but you used it as a life-saving technique." Xia Tingfei shook his head and pulled out the knife: "If it is not a life-and-death situation, you'd better not use it, otherwise you will die. "

Hinazuki Kana sighed helplessly.

"Also, are the wounds on your body caused by domestic violence by your father?" Xia Tingfei looked at Haiye Zaochi, who was sitting beside him.

The girl's twisted ankles and injuries on her body are definitely not the kind of pollution she said.

"Tsk."

The tide is full of algae crumbs.

She looked at her ankles: "I love my dad, and my dad loves me."

The girl said something like a happy family, and it sounded like she was denying Xia Tingfei's question. "But you didn't answer my question." Xia Tingfei looked at the seaweed chips: "The quality of the relationship between you and your father has nothing to do with the question I asked."

Xia Tingfei looked at the seaweed chips coldly. He would never be deceived by such specious words.

But Hai Tide Algae didn't say anything, he just kept shaking his legs.
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"Hey, that Hinayue has nothing to do with you anymore, right?"

In the Qingchuan Public Security Bureau, old man Sakuma was sitting on a back chair with his feet resting comfortably on the table.

There were cigarette ashes and cigarette butts all around, making it look messy.

Holding the microphone between his head and shoulders, he flipped through a pulp novel.

"Because that "predator" has another problem. "

The other party was Sheriff Qianzhu, who described in a distressed tone: "A small piece of skin was cut off from his body, just above the wrist."

Old man Sakuma threw away the book and grabbed the microphone: "It's true that strange things happen every year, especially this year."

"First there was a serial murderer who filled his head with water, and then there was a weirdo who skinned the murderer. By the way, is your security in Qianzhu that bad? Even the corpses in the Public Security Bureau can be lost?"

"Senior." Sheriff Qianzhu smiled bitterly, as if he had eaten a bitter almond: "Don't you remember what happened ten years ago?"

"Ten years ago?"

The old man Sakuma raised his head: "As people get older, their memory will indeed get worse. But I can remember clearly what happened ten years ago."

"Twelve girls in a school committed mass suicide. The skin on their wrists was peeled off and they were sewn into rolls of human skin."

"Human skin scrolls are passed around the school. Every student who owns a human skin scroll commits suicide in a weird way. Then the skin on their wrists disappears."

"The last victim was my student, a girl who had just joined the security guard line."

Old man Sakuma was smoking a cigarette and looking at the photos on the table: "So, do you want to say that that person appeared again?"

"I'm not sure, senior."

Sheriff Qianzhu seemed to be carrying a heavy mountain on his back, and he squeezed out words through his teeth: "But, ten years ago. Although it was announced that the murderer was found, in fact, we all know that there is nothing at all. Found it, right?"

"It's just that the person stopped after he got tired of playing."

Sheriff Qianzhu was a little scared when he thought about what happened back then.

Back then, he was still a small trainee security officer, following Sheriff Sakuma.

The first time he saw those girls on the rooftop, he was completely shocked.

He simply didn't understand why those girls jumped off the rooftop with a smile.

Those girls were girls who lived happy lives and had no reason to end their lives.

They seemed to have been brainwashed, but they were no different from normal people.

They can all talk fluently and there are no logical errors.

It was as if there was a pact nailed into their minds, making them do such crazy actions.

Before that incident disappeared, the last place where the human skin scroll appeared was in a shrine.

There are two lines written on it.

【good?What is it? 】

[Evil, what is it? 】

Teacher Sakuma's temperament also changed drastically at that time, from a rigid police officer to a bad old man who is like a gangster now.

"Hey, are you still listening?"

Sakuma frowned and tapped the phone on the table.

"I'm here, teacher." Sheriff Qianzhu came back to his senses,

"Carry that guy's body to Qingchuan." Sakuma looked at the ceiling that was yellowed by the smoke: "The human skin scroll is also in my hand. If anything happens, I will take care of it."

"Yes, senior."

Sheriff Qianzhu suddenly felt light all over, he thought.

There's a nice new Italian restaurant nearby. Let's go there for dinner in the evening.

After hanging up the phone, old man Sakuma threw the phone on the wooden stake.

It knocked over the messy things and spun around on the table.

"Ten years, ten years."

He chewed on this sentence, opened the cabinet with his toes, and found a keychain from it.

Staggering out of the office.

"Sheriff Sakuma!"

The trainee security guards saluted immediately, but old man Sakuma didn't even respond at all.

The building of the Public Security Bureau is relatively comprehensive. There is a cold storage underground under the identification department, which is specially used to store corpses and evidence that is not easy to store.

In the innermost part of the refrigerator, Sakuma pulled the collar of his windbreaker. He felt extremely cold.

After inserting the key, he opened the pale, thick cabinet.

Inside lay a roll of human skin wrapped in a vacuum bag.

The human skin roll was stuffed into the vacuum bag in a spread-out manner, and you could see the upper and lower sides of the human skin roll.

Each piece is 4 cm square in length and width, and rough black twine can be seen on the edge of each piece.Like a jigsaw puzzle, these human skins were sewn into a giant roll of human skin.

There is nothing on the human skin roll.

Only its own color and texture.

The color of each piece was different. Sakuma glanced at the fair skin at the end of the human skin roll.

The pores on it are so fine that you can’t even see them if you don’t look carefully.

"Tsk."

Old man Sakuma grabbed the human skin scroll and brought it in front of him: "Could it be you?"

"Are you still going to run away from here?"

He took a few photos of the human skin roll, and then threw the human skin roll into the freezer.

Walk out slowly and send the photos to [Detective Rainy Night]: Find a few cases, hype up the biggest and most evil case, and then send these photos.

Detective Yuye: Can the "Predator" case be included?
Sakuma: As you wish.

After sending the message, Sakuma walked out of the cold storage and locked the door again.

He wandered out of his police station and got into his broken car.

After starting the car, which was constantly vibrating and making rattling noises, he stepped on the accelerator and headed towards Qicong Academy.

At this time, classes at Qicong Academy were already over.

The students who returned home looked curiously at the white-haired old man in a messy white coat and carrying a box in his hand.

"There's no elevator yet." Sakuma smacked his tongue, "You really don't take care of the elderly."

Climbing the stairs to the top like climbing a mountain, he glanced at the only door number with a label.

"Iron Heart Society, it sounds like someone who likes to play military games." Sakuma opened the door: "How are you doing? Xia Tingjun, and Hinayuki-san."

Xia Tingfei looked at the old man Sakuma who suddenly opened the door: "So, what's the matter with you? Sheriff Sakuma."

"Let's see how well you are protecting the tide algae." Old man Sakuma looked at the tide algae sitting on the chair shaking his legs.

That pale face and bloodless lips.

"If I didn't believe that you are good people, I would have arrested you without hesitation." Old Man Sakuma looked at Xia Tingfei: "This guy looks like he has been mistreated."

"Tsk."

Hai Tide Algae looked at the white-haired old man in front of him: "I am a merman, don't put your human thoughts on me."

(End of this chapter)