"Hmm, try harder... snort... Yes, I didn't expect the scene of 'forty people to squeeze together' would be so wild..."

At nine o'clock in the morning, Sousuke Araki, who was snoring, was sleeping soundly on the sofa in the conference room of the "Research Institute".

"Well, this second-hand 370Z is not bad either, but I don't know how many times it has been shaken... How many installments of the car loan do you have? Of course a successful person like me buys a car with full payment!"

With a blushing face and talking in his sleep, he was still holding on to the suitcase under the sofa with one hand.

"My heart is like a mirror, I am not anyone else, I will definitely fill this sky with rainbows"

The crisp ringtone of the mobile phone rang suddenly, causing Sousuke Araki to slowly open his misty eyes.

"My heart is like a mirror, so meaningless, is the 'future me' that these eyes see still trustworthy?"

"I made a mistake. I forgot to turn it off before going to bed... Who, early in the morning, didn't you know that people were tossed about the ups and downs of life yesterday?"

"My heart is like a mirror, the facts are slowly fading away, and I will go to a different future waiting on the other side of the rainbow"

"Hey, my head hurts... it hurts..."

After fumbling around for a long time with the headache of a hangover, Sosuke Araki finally found the annoying mobile phone in the crevice of the sofa.

"I haven't seen a number... Telecom fraud doesn't work so early, right? I disturbed my uncle's sleep. Are you ready to be scolded?!"

Although it was an unfamiliar call, Sousuke Araki pressed the connect button out of the idea of ​​"waking up the uncle, I will preach a good lesson": "Mosimoxi, in the next year, Sosuke Araki, a young and talented workplace elite, I don't order anything by phone, I don't need a loan, I already have a (long-term rental) room, I don't confirm any courier and bank transfers, and I don't have any equipment to watch HNK TV at home. My essence is very expensive and you can't afford it. It takes effort."

"Arrow... Wood... Jun..."

After a second of silence, there was a low, vague, hoarse voice that didn't resemble a human being on the other end of the phone.

"I'm fine...the fishing rod...I'll leave it to you...don't trust...anyone..."

That rust-like dry and harsh voice sounded extremely uncomfortable, as if he hadn't spoken for hundreds of years.

"What kind of liver are you carving? Hey, who are you..."

Sousuke Araki, who was already dizzy, was still reminiscing about the other party's inexplicable words, and there was a blind tone of "dududududu" on the other end of the phone.

"What are the harassing calls?!"

Unhappy, throwing the phone aside, Sousuke Araki looked around the empty conference room with some guilt.

"It's so quiet. Lu Dou drank so much last night, so he probably hasn't gotten up yet... SAFE."

After confirming that he didn't see Mai Hanyu, he slowly got up with a dry mouth and came to the empty "Hou Hai Lu Dou exclusive workstation", and opened the "Hou Hai Lu Dou Fat House Happy Water Dedicated Small Refrigerator" ...

"This guy, the taste has become more and more strange recently."

He finally pulled out the last bottle of DR.PEPPER from the refrigerator filled with "Girl's Holy Water", and he drank his head up.

"Papa."

The next second, the cipher door of the Institute of Truth was pushed open, and Rui Tou Atsumi and Mai Hanyu walked in with sad expressions and complicated eyes.

"Cough, cough, cough... You two night owls, you got up so early today. Could it be that the earth is going to be destroyed..."

After swallowing the drink that almost choked into his trachea, Sousuke Araki teased the two of them halfway, but found that the atmosphere didn't seem right: "...What, what's wrong?"

"I should have thought..."

After entering the door, Hanyu Mai collapsed on the sofa, buried her pale face between her knees, and whispered something.

"Black Claw...it must be them..."

Her usual frenzied excitement disappeared completely, leaving only a distressing weakness.

"Ara, Araki-kun!"

The lost soul and pale face Tou Hailudou stepped forward and grabbed Sousuke Araki's hands.

"What, what's the matter? Don't you just drink your last bottle of DR.pepper, I'll go down later for convenience..."

In the red and swollen eyes of the other party, a nameless flame was burning: "Uncle Shiben... he is dead!"

"Pfft... Tokimoto... The old man... is dead?!"

Hearing this news, Sousuke Araki suddenly lost his focus and his expression froze. He sprayed Dr. Pepper in his mouth all over the glasses of Kukai Ludou...

"Just kidding, he was fine a few hours ago..."

Even the suitcase in his hand fell silently to the ground, and a large bundle of "Fukuzawa Yukichi" was spilled without realizing it.

"I'm not kidding, it was a natural death, the police are doing on-the-spot evidence collection upstairs..."

He wiped the drink off his face without hesitation, and Houhai Ludou continued to say word by word, "Kun Araki, we must find the murderer!"

Although I usually complain a lot about this uncle who can never remember his full name, and who likes to use his childhood nickname...

But the two brothers and sisters have received a lot of care from Ichiro Tokimoto both financially and in life during these years in Tokyo, and their relationship is quite deep.

"Lu Dou, you..."

At this moment, Sousuke Araki understood that the flame in his eyes, who had always been submissive, was called hatred.

"I know... Evil Hua, it must be them, they started..."

The conversation with Ichiro Tokimoto last night gradually became clear in his mind.

"What's wrong... Araki-kun?!"

In the exclamation of Atsumi Ludou, Araki Sousuke has pushed open the door of the "Research Institute" like a gust of wind and ran into the elevator.

"Ding."

As the elevator door opened, the hallway of the Soul Slayer Association blocked by a lot of yellow tape came into view.

Several police officers wearing gloves, blindfolds, and masks are holding various instruments and carefully conducting evidence collection work.

"Hello~lightnovelpub.net~ Who are you, this is a blocked area now, and entry is prohibited... uh!"

The two police officers responsible for maintaining order tried to step forward to expel Sousuke Araki, but he turned a blind eye and knocked them over to the ground.

"You kid, do you want to interfere with official business... Hurry up, stop him, the footprint evidence is not over yet..."

There was no time to react at all, they could only watch each other cross the yellow line and run along the corridor.

At the end of the corridor behind the yellow line, two dejected figures were kneeling at the door of Tokimoto Ichiro's office, motionless.

"Arrow, Araki-senpai!"

Seeing Sousuke Araki hurriedly running, one of them raised his head and called to him in a low voice.

"Teacher Shiben, he... woo woo woo..."

It was Yamada Kengo, who was in tears.

And kneeling beside him was Hiroshi Hitachi who stared at the ground without a word.

"What is it now... President Shiben, he really..."

Coming to the door, Sousuke Araki stretched out his hand to the closed office door, wanting to push the door in and confirm with his own eyes this unreal fact, but he hovered there because of some kind of throbbing in his heart.

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