Chapter 71: .Yoko (1)

The rain is like a curtain.
The continuous pouring rain hit the silent street, and everything fell silent, except for the raging water hammer.
Yuan Rong opened his eyes in a trance, and felt cold all over.
The cold water droplets flowed along the back and meandered all the way into the back waist. The bone-chilling chill was like a current spread all over his body. He could not help but fought a chill and squeezed the umbrella in his hand.
The umbrella is too small, and the overwhelmed plastic print was struck by the rain into a twisted pattern. Under the dim and shining light of the street lamp, it showed a humble and weak sense of inferiority.
A thunder burst across the sky and violently shook everyone's heart.
In front of Yuan Rong is a small courtyard.
This is a common Japanese-style small household courtyard in the movie. The iron gate has been left unattended for a long time and is rusty; the outer wall tiles are old and yellow, peeling off in many places, exposing the cement base that is inside; and covered with black mold spots , A brand with a sense of age that is difficult to recognize.
Under heavy rain, Yuan Rong barely recognized the Japanese characters.
"God...Kita?"
Looking up, the two-story house was engulfed in the thick night, and there was no light in it, as if it were completely integrated with darkness.
Strangely, Yuanrong frowned. He did not rush to ring the doorbell to avoid the rain, but observed the situation first.
too dark.
There is no starlight and no moon, and the sky is dark. He tried to find the outline of the dark cloud, but failed-it seemed to be a cage completely covered by a black curtain, everything was under the control of the abyss of nothingness.
Is it an illusion, Yuan Rong shook his head, experienced too many copies, and then developed the habit of suspicion.
Since Wake Up is at this door, the mission is estimated to be carried out here.
He stepped forward and pressed the doorbell. The doorbell is the oldest model, and it takes a lot of effort to make a dull "ding dong". While waiting for the door to open, he seized the time to open the task panel to check.
【Identity Information】
You are the head teacher of Private Qinghe Girls' High School Class 1.7.
Some students gave you a small report. The famous student Yoko Kumita, who was famous all the time, recently studied absent-mindedly and behaved strangely. At the end of the semester, you are worried that your performance will be affected.
[Main task: Escape from the Shenmutian family]
When you finish your home visit and prepare to leave, you find in amazement—
You cannot leave here.
(Incentives: Phase II residence qualification F, etc.)
[Branchline Task 1: Rescue Yoko]
It seems that something terrible happened to Yoko. As a responsible and caring teacher, you decided to help dear students.
(Reward: God Copy Card)
[Branch task 2: to be triggered]
【Tips】
The difficulty of this hidden residence qualification test is E and so on.
Be sure to act in strict accordance with identity information.
Completion of the main line task can pass the test; branch line task rewards will be issued uniformly after passing the test.
Those who fail the test will be deducted the corresponding residence time of the field test, and the props obtained by the test will be emptied; those who pass the test will not be deducted the corresponding residence time of the field test.
【World Restrictions】
This hidden residence qualification test is of difficulty E,
Disabled: storage space, prop bar
Potential: Block abilities
Owner of the divine personality: block the magical power, and the physical quality will reach the level of ordinary people
Write down the key messages one by one in the head, and the original content is stunned.
Escape the mission? World restrictions are more severe than Ronghua High School, which means it is not a copy of force.
There was a sudden increase in brightness in front of him. He raised his head subconsciously and looked again at the second-floor house. I didn't know when it started. The second floor was lit with faint, dim light, and it was quietly stained with white on rainy nights.
Suddenly, a thin black shadow flew by.
Yuan Rong blinked and wanted to take a closer look, but the figure disappeared again.
illusion? He couldn't bear to think too much, and looked back at the street where he was.
The street is not too wide, about the width of a single car, typical of the old Japanese streets divided before modernization. Looking around, the distance that can be seen in the field of vision is only the "Shenmutian House".
After night, it gets colder.
Yuan Rong held his umbrella tightly and turned to walk along the street-he wanted to see if "escape from the Shenmutian family" was "escape" in the traditional sense.
The rain struck on the bluestone slab, lonely ripples after another. The combat boots worn by Rong Rong, whose slightly hard soles stepped on the puddles, echoed with a "boom", "boom".
It's too quiet and too dark.
As if there was only one creature breathing in this space, he could not help but hold his breath and walked against the wall.
Facts have proved that it is indeed not "escape" in the traditional sense. He touched the wall, and then touched the peeling wall of tiles, and in a blink of an eye, the large characters of "Shenmutianjiazhai" stained with black mildew stains came into view.
"Come on!"
Yuan Rong fought a chill, and the middle-aged woman's welcome sounded suddenly, pulling him back to reality.
The sound of the rain gradually went away. He heard the knocking of the kitchen tableware, the comfortable grunt of the cat, and the complaint of the girl's dissatisfaction. He suddenly looked back, warm yellowish lights illuminating the two-story house in front of him, faintly fading the night.
The world seems to... come alive.
The sound of slippers ran to the entrance, the door creaked open, and the dark cage ripped open a bright mouth. The middle-aged woman held up the umbrella and said embarrassedly: "Ms. Qingshui, you are here. I'm sorry, I was cooking, but I was reminded by the gentleman's reminder....... Wait a long time, please come in!"
Write down your identity as a teacher of Qingshui. Yuan Rong said a few words and stepped into the house.
Palpitations.
The moment when his feet stepped into the dim porch, an indescribable vicious evil like a tarsus maggot went with him. He clearly heard the "slap" of the door closing automatically, and then turned back, the door fell into the cold light. , As if it were already another time and space item.
The old round electric lamp is in poor contact, suddenly dark and bright, and emits a crackling electric spark, and the eyes adapt to the sudden change of the light, which is disturbing.
The middle-aged woman threw the umbrella at the entrance of the porch, and the sewage slowly dripped down the door along the greasy seam of the wooden floor, like the saliva flowing out of the monster's smelly giant mouth.
Yuan Rong gently leaned his umbrella against the porch shoe cabinet, and a faint smell of odor was brought up by the dripping water, and I didn't know where it came from, haunting between the noses. Holding his breath, he held back his discomfort, put on the old slippers that the middle-aged woman took out, and went inside.
He quickly explored the terrain, keeping in mind.
Entering from the narrow entrance, there is a wooden staircase on the front; there should be a storage room next to the entrance corridor, the door is not closed, a small gap is concealed, the inside is dark, and the size is not clear. Out of the entrance, the first floor is the living room, with an area of ​​less than 20 square meters. There is a dining table in the middle. There are a few woven mats on the tatami with a sense of age. The TV is playing a noisy variety show; the living room is connected to the kitchen The middle-aged woman went in to continue cooking after greeting.
A 37-year-old middle-aged man sat leaning against the dining table. He was extremely elegant, with gold-rimmed glasses and a shirt with a V-neck wool vest, and gray pants in the lower body, like an intellectual. The facial features are thin and light, and they don't seem to get along well.
Seeing him looking at him without trace, he stood up quickly and greeted politely: "Hello, Teacher Shimizu, keep admiring! The little girl worked hard at school."
Yuanrong politely said a few words to him, and he knelt down at the dining table without any trace of inquiring information: "Mr. Kamikita can raise Yoko's daughter so well, and it was really extraordinary today."
The father seemed to be not flattered or humble on weekdays, and he laughed: "Teacher Shimizu doesn't have to be polite. Shinsuda Insuke, a talent, is a lawyer. The teacher can call me Insuke."
lawyer? Indeed in Jukuk, lawyers can be called the upper class.
But... this house doesn't look like the upper class.
With that, Hideki Kanda took out a business card from his arms and blinked humorously: "If you need me, you can call me. Of course, if you say so, don't have the day when you need it."
After speaking, the two laughed, and the atmosphere became more familiar.
The cooking fumes in the kitchen were low, as if completing a dish, Mrs. Shenmutian came out with a large tray.
It was then that Rongrong had time to look at her carefully. She was thin and thin, and was hot with the instant noodle-style curly hair popular among middle-aged women, but she could be seen as a young beauty, and the dignified and soft looks unique to Juguo's women complemented this vulgar hairstyle. She had a loose furniture sweater at the top and a long skirt at the bottom, wearing a cute plaid apron.
She embarrassed Chong Yuanrong smiled: "I know that the teacher came to visit, specially prepared some dishes, but just did not count the time, need to wait a little while..."
Yuan Rong smiled: "It's okay, I still bothered."
She introduced herself as Mizuho Kamiki, the old surname Ibe. She originally worked as an outsourcing contractor in an insurance company. Yoko resigned as a housewife after high school.
The two made a courtesy, and Mrs. Shenmutian went to work in the kitchen again. At the end, she yelled upstairs: "Yoko! The teacher has been here for a while. Come down and look like what you are upstairs!"
is coming.
Yuan Rong clenched his fists secretly, looking at the footsteps on the stairs faintly.
From the mission information, Yoko is the "core key point" this time.
The first class students who have changed their temperament so much that their classmates are aware of it and report to their teachers on home visits, it sounds contradictory.
The sound of footsteps is not anxious and impatient, like kicking the slippers and walking restlessly, but when approaching, it does not sound like there is only one person.
At the stairs, two figures appeared.
A tall man in casual clothes, with a face of evil charm and a handsome smile, with a careless smile on the corner of his mouth-is this not Qin Zhongzheng?
The two of them looked at each other in an instant, and nodded without trace. Qin Zhongzheng turned around and gave up the girl behind.
Is she Yoko?
Wrapped in a black uniform, his face was expressionless, but his eyes unabashedly revealed a typical high school girl who was arrogant and impatient. Her uniform skirt was transformed by herself very short, two stockings high and low, and embroidered popular cartoon smiley. She can be said to have inherited the looks and strengths of both parents, lazy squinted eyes, long curly eyelashes, and a slightly thick mouth with tight lower lips. Her skin is abnormally white, like snow after the winter.
Noting the sight of Yuanrong's gaze, the girl pouted impatiently, and barely made an introduction: "Mr. Qingshui is good. This is my hair. Since there is no one in his family today, he comes to rub the rice."
Qin Zhongzheng, no, "fat", with a smile: "Hello teacher. I am a student of Harunori National, Hazaki, sophomore." He then strode downstairs and sat next to his original appearance, the latter was not there Glancing at him, he shook his head.
No clue...?
Yuan Rong cast her gaze back on Yoko again. At this moment, she sat on the mat furthest away from the two with reluctance, pulled out her mobile phone to play, and moved her slender fingers with shiny nails moving fast. Perhaps seeing the content of interest, the subconscious showed a bright smile, fully revealing the youthful beauty.
She seems to be just a typical, self-styled, self-indulgent, rebellious high school girl.
Soon, Mrs. Shenmutian finished her work, and the three dishes and one soup on the wooden low table were exquisite and rich.
Qin Zhongzheng exaggeratedly praised her craftsmanship in the world, and this restrained and virtuous mother's face was flushed.
Throughout the whole process, Yuan Rong was following Yoko's every move, trying to find out what clues, but in addition to picky eaters, too lazy to talk to her parents, the girl eats dignified, talkative and elegant, just looks very flattering.
Suddenly, the doorbell was masterpiece.
Originally subconsciously tightening his body, he put down his tableware and looked at Qin Zhongzheng.
"Strange, such a heavy rain, who will come at this point?" Mrs. Shen Mutian murmured, and walked slowly to the porch in small steps.
"Meow--"
The sharp and miserable meow suddenly broke out, and it was very clear and strange in the evening when the rain was neat.
Looking down the sound source, I wonder if it is an illusion. The unclosed door gap in the dark storage room at the entrance seems to be bigger than when it came. When he was staring at the file he was watching, the gap opened sharply, and a pair of bright spots shining with strange light came out!
Yuan Rong was about to stand up next second, but Qin Zhongzheng calmly calmed down.
Mr. Kamiki was startled by his violent reaction, looked down at the line of sight, then smiled clearly: "That's Akane's room."
He cried a few times at the frightened cat, "Meow". It was a pure black cat, walking on a light and enchanting pace, and under the brighter lights of the living room, the original appearance could only see it completely. Outline.
It turned out to be a cat.
The name is still quite foreign. Yuan Rong smiled, reached out and tried to touch the cat's head, and was slyly avoided.
"Maybe the insider passed by to scare it," Yingjie explained with a smile. "It's usually lively and never afraid of people. I don't know what happened today."
The door was slammed open by the strong wind and swayed back and forth. The wind sounded like a cry of a mistress. The sound of rain mixed in obliquely entered suddenly, and a bitter cold wind blew away the warm and warm fragrance of the living room.
The air suddenly filled with a strange smell.
This is not the fragrance of the earth after the rain, but more like... the smell of rot.
Yuan Rong did not dare to make a conclusion, and he rarely encountered these two flavors. He heard the sound of water splashing when the umbrella was retracted, he heard the heavy footsteps of two men, and Mrs. Kamikita's embarrassed tone.
She went out to open the door for a long time, and Hideki Kishida rose doubtfully: "My dear, what's wrong?"
"The two gentlemen said they wanted to stay overnight at our house..." The wife seemed to find a pillar and cast her eyes for help. "What do you think?"
Yuan Rong and Qin Zhongzheng looked at each other and got up and walked away.
Come at this time? Robber, or thief? Will it be the mission-critical plot point? In short, you can't let go of any points that may be clues.
Qin Zhongzheng is tall and very intimidating. He does have a good skill. Qin Zhongzheng can be said to be one of the thighs in the task of being banned for divine power and greatly reduced in physical fitness.
"That's it, ma'am, we really came to travel. I didn't expect such a heavy rain, and I couldn't find a hotel nearby. I only saw your one... rest assured, the rain stopped, or tomorrow morning We will leave without any trouble!"
"Do you need help?" Yuan Rong saw the person's face stunned and couldn't believe it. "This..."
The coming people turned out to be Xu Lunkai and Odrent.
The reunion of the companion is certainly happy, but... If you guessed right, this rainy night visitor should be the last two testers who joined the plot. Why are they teammates who entered the team together?
Does this hidden copy have to kill each other?
The toad pitted them? !
The black cat took a concealed step, and quietly slipped out of the living room, arched towards the stranger, and gave a deterring and unpleasant roar.
In the shadow of the stairs behind it, Yoko, dressed in old home clothes, stared at it all facelessly.