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She was afraid of disturbing Bai Chuan, even though she wanted to continue communicating with her idol.

The vehicles drove all the way to the school gate. Sakagami Private High School was still operating normally and had not suspended classes due to the incident at the beginning of the month. However, several parents stood at the school gate holding banners.

The words "Black Heart School, Give Back My Child" were clearly written on the banner.

Most universities in the island country will have summer vacation at the end of June and early July, but there are still some private universities that will postpone the holiday according to the president's preference. As a private university with a student deviation value of more than 50 in the school, it is common to compress the summer vacation time. thing.

"arrive."

Kojima Zizi put on her mask again and pulled up her sun hat, "Kuragi-kun, we'll wait for you in the car."

She had just finished speaking when she discovered that Kojima Riko had already followed Shirakawa out of the car and actively rushed to the front.

Kojima Zizi sighed, parked the car, and quickly chased after her idiot sister.

"Riko, why are you following me to cause trouble?"

"Sister, please don't slander me. I'm here to help. No trouble."

Kojima Reiko pouted her mouth dissatisfied.

Kojima Zizi clutched her hat, "How can you help? You Baga who has been deceived 22 times."

"Damn it, don't say it!"

Kojima Riko's face turned red. She felt that she had been humiliated in front of her idol and felt a little ashamed.

Shirakawa suddenly remembered that his current identity was a bit eye-catching. He was a famous Tokyo detective. If he approached those classmates like this, he would most likely be surrounded by people and wouldn't be able to ask anything.

He turned to look at the Kojima sisters.

"I really need your help."

"ah?"

Kojima Riko was nervous for a moment, and she asked hesitantly, "Yes, how can I help Kuraki-kun?"

Kojima Zizi also looked at her stupid sister suspiciously. What could she do?

Wait, I want to help too?

Kojima Zizi looked at Shirakawa in confusion, "What do we need to do?"

"Have you seen the family members over there? Miss Kojima, I want you to help ask about their specific situation. Of course, you can be more tactful when asking, pretending that you are the parent of the children in this school, so as not to be exposed. "

"Huh? Let me get in touch with these parents."

Kojima Shiko resisted instinctively. She was now facing threats from the family members of six people who died at Ishibashi Private High School in Osaka. Now she was asked to contact the family members of the people who died at Sakagami Palace Private High School. She was afraid that these people would suddenly pull out a knife. Stab yourself to death.

She now suffers from mild paranoia.

Kojima's head shook like a rattle.

But Kojima Riko's attitude was completely opposite, "If my sister doesn't want to go, just let me go."

"No, you have other tasks."

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Chapter 280 279·Kuragi-kun’s magic power

Kojima Riko is about the same age as the deceased, and is also a high school student. Although they are not in the same school, she is similar in age and has a very sweet appearance, which is very suitable for making jokes.

This is probably why so many people want to have a beautiful face. In this society, good-looking skin can indeed bring a lot of convenience.

After listening to Shirakawa's mission instructions, Kojima Reiko clenched her fists, saying that she would complete the mission, and then walked firmly towards the gate of Sakanomi Palace Private High School.

Kojima Zizi couldn't help but have a headache when she saw her sister Kojima Riko being so motivated.

Do I really want to ask the families of those who committed suicide?

Shirakawa patted Kojima Zizi on the shoulder, "Kojima-san, come on, you can do it."

Kojima Zizi felt that such spiritual magic was useful for idiots like her sister, but it was completely ineffective on herself.

She was about to find an excuse to shirk, but found that her feet had already left the car. She felt an impulse of "I can do it" and walked towards the family members holding the banner.

Before she could react, her body had already made a judgment instead of her brain.

When she stood directly in front of the banner, she suddenly felt an unreal experience.

Could it be that what Kuraki-kun said really has magic power?

Or should I say that I have bravely walked out of my psychological shadow and cured my mild persecutory delusion?

The family members of the student who committed suicide looked puzzled at the fashionable young woman wearing a sun hat, sunglasses and a mask. They didn't know what the woman was going to do when she suddenly came over, and their expressions became wary.

Kojima Zizi looked back and saw Bai Chuan's hand sticking out the window, giving her a thumbs up to encourage her.

She pushed up her sunglasses, looked at a group of parents who had organized themselves, and waved cautiously, "Hello everyone."

Damn it, why should I say hello to everyone? Their state is not good at all. Well, how can we break into this group of people?

An awkward yet polite smile appeared on Kojima Zizi's face.

Kao Tachibana's mother, Mrs. Tachibana, was an honest and dedicated factory worker. She asked for leave from her boss and came here to seek justice with other family members. Kojima's appearance didn't look like a student parent at all, but she looked a bit like she was there that day. The school committee saw the young female teacher, so she asked,

"School committee? Did the school committee ask you to come here to negotiate terms?"

As soon as the others heard what Mrs. Tachibana said, they immediately surrounded Kojima Zizi who still had an awkward smile on her face.

Most of these family members are women, because men have to work outside the home to earn money to support the family. Of course, there are exceptions, such as those in single-parent families.

Kojima Zizi became even more nervous and wanted to retreat. She turned back again to seek help from Bai Chuan, but found that her car had been driven away and Bai Chuan had gone to nowhere.

Kojima took a deep breath, shook her head and said, "Actually, my child wants to go to school here, but I saw the banner you put up and I was worried that there was something wrong with this school, so I wanted to ask you guys..."

Before Kojima Zizi could finish speaking, he was interrupted.

"Lie! How can you have a child? You can tell at a glance whether you have given birth to a child or not."

Mrs. Big Bear mercilessly exposed Xiaojia Zizi, "If you want to pretend to be a parent, please do some tricks. Don't think that since we are all housewives, we are easy to deceive."

The look of embarrassment on Kojima's face became even worse, "Well, auntie, oh no, eldest sister, I'm really not a member of the school committee."

"You're not from the school committee, are you a TV reporter?"

Mrs. Anyon asked.

Mrs. Hamamoto immediately echoed, "It really looks like people who work in places like TV stations. They dress up brightly and wear brand names. They are afraid that others will not know that they are rich. They also like to wear sunglasses and masks when going out, thinking that they are big stars."

More than a dozen parents looked at Kojima Zizi again, and the more they looked at her, the more they felt like someone who worked in a place like a TV station.

Kojima took advantage of the situation and generously pretended to be a reporter.

"Yes, I am actually a reporter. I want to interview you. You can tell me anything you want to say."

"Miss reporter, why didn't you bring a camera?"

"Miss reporter, can you show us your ID?"

"Miss reporter, have you brought your camera and voice recorder?"

The family members asked questions and looked at Xiaodao Zizi with suspicion, and the embarrassment on the face of the female anchor was revealed.

Just now I thought these people were fooling me, but I don’t think so now. They obviously thought they were reporters, but now they don’t believe it when they say they are reporters. What’s the point?

Just as the female internet celebrity was racking her brains to regain their trust, a camera suddenly focused on everyone.

Although it is not a professional camera, this kind of portable DV is often used as an auxiliary equipment when shooting on location, and it is completely feasible to use it to fool people who do not know the industry.

In addition, Shuang Yuezhen often liked to use this dv to interview passers-by.

Bai Chuan happened to find one in Kojima Zizi's car, which was full of her selfie videos.

Baichuan, who guessed that Kojima Zizi would fall into embarrassment, took the DVD and temporarily disguised himself as a photographer.

"I'm sorry, Kojima-san, I'm late. Can we start shooting?"

Bai Chuan said softly, and held up the dv to cover most of his face to prevent being recognized.

After noticing the approaching camera, the family members of the deceased stopped questioning Kojima's appearance.

"There is photography, it looks like she is really a reporter."

"We almost scared the reporter away. We were really reckless."

"Great, I have a lot to say. The black-hearted school only pays 200,000 yuan in compensation for the dead. What can this small amount of compensation do? It's so unethical."

Kubo Dairo cursed. He, like Kawada Shuichi and Fukunaga Yuryo, was one of the few male parents present.

For Dairo Kubo, who has been receiving welfare benefits all year round, the death of a son and only receiving 200,000 yuan in compensation makes him more sad than losing a son himself. There are still two sons and a daughter in the family who need to support them, but he But he is a man with no skills. In his words, this fucked-up life has worn away all his good qualities, leaving only complaints and dissatisfaction with society.

When his eldest son Kubo Tsunashige was alive, he would take out a sum of money from time to time to support the family. He would never ask his son where the money came from. After his death, he could only get this small amount of compensation. The more he thought about it, the more he became more and more worried. I feel like I'm at a loss.

Other parents looked at Kubo Dairo with frowns, especially the fathers of Otomo Masaki and Fukunaga Mirai. Because their family conditions were favorable, they couldn't understand what kind of mood Kubo Dairo felt when he said such a thing.

They are now protesting with this group of parents, not because they feel that the comfort money given by the school is too little, but because they want to get a fair result. Their children don't look like the type to commit suicide, so why did they suddenly die? They couldn't accept this.

"How can you say such a thing, are you still a father?"

Mrs. Daxiong was the first to denounce it. Although her family conditions were very ordinary, she had no problem raising a child. In addition, her child was both good in character and academics, which had always been her pride.

Kubo Dalang sneered, "Young master, aren't you all here because the compensation is too small? I just said what everyone is thinking."

"Whoever is like you, we are not doing this for this reason, we just want to seek justice for our children."

Mrs. Otomo immediately retorted.

"Seeing that you are wearing all famous brands, you must not have been troubled by life. How can someone like you understand us, Mrs. Tachibana, Mrs. Ueshima, Mrs. Hamamoto, am I wrong?"

Those who were named by Kubo Dalang were all from poor families and in similar situations to him. There was a look of shame on their faces. Although Kubo Dalang's words were unpleasant, they did do it to improve themselves. The compensation was paid.

The dead are dead, but the living still have to find ways to live.

"I...I, I think the school doesn't respect my child. The compensation is too little. My child is so outstanding. At least, at least 1 million is needed."

Mrs. Uejima blushed and said with her head down.

She was so poor that she even thought that the value of a life was only 1 million.

Baichuan looked at her. She was wearing cheap expired fashion and her hair was combed meticulously, but the skin on her face was as rough as orange peel and her hands were full of calluses. She looked completely without feminine charm. She only had shoulders and waists that were crushed by life.

Perhaps because she thought of being on camera, although she lowered her head, she still straightened her back a little. Baichuan guessed that she should be bending over frequently in her daily work.

"One million? Is your child worth one million? At least two million!"

"What two million? My child is so outstanding, he is definitely worth five million!"

"I've said we're not doing this for money."

"Just pretend. The child is dead. If it's not for money, is it for justice?"

"This is the school shirking responsibility."

"Yes, no matter what, he died in school. How can the school handle it like this? They didn't even suspend classes, but continued to teach. They simply don't treat our children as children."

"This black-hearted school, do you still expect it to mourn for you for three days?"

"The more I think about it, the more I feel that I shouldn't have sent my child to this school. My poor..."

Before Kojima and Shirakawa asked questions, the family members started arguing.

Kojima was at a loss. She had never encountered such a situation.

Shirakawa coughed twice, "Everyone, please stop arguing. We will interview everyone, combine everyone's demands, and give unified feedback to the school."

After getting the assurance from the "TV staff", everyone really stopped arguing.

They all looked at Kojima Shiko, expecting to confide in her.

Kojima Shiko swallowed her saliva and decided to start with the person who seemed the easiest to talk to, after all, it was her first time to disguise as a reporter.

She walked in front of Mr. Kawada, who had been quiet all the time. He had not participated in the quarrel just now.

There is another chapter at noon, good night!

Chapter 281 280·A little disguise

Kawada Shuichi was thin, his cheap suit didn't fit him well, his facial features were somewhat feminine, and his face was pale as if he hadn't seen the sun for many years. His long hair was tied into a low ponytail, his eyes were slightly red, and he was of medium height, about 1.72 meters tall.