Chapter 63. Simply can't stop

Chapter 63. Simply can't stop

　　The middle-aged man couldn't stop taking two steps backward as Kitagawaji's grim gaze fixed him.

　　He did not know why he should be afraid of a young man, but Kitagawaji's gaze was like something dangerous and horrible, making his legs tremble.

　　"You, what do you want?" The middle-aged man was breathing heavily, and cold sweat was slipping down his forehead.

　　Kitagawaji looked at him for a long time, and only after a while withdrew his gaze and said.

　　"What number does the landlord here live in?"

　　"... . 1, 152. Just downstairs." The middle-aged man swallowed hard and pointed to the ground with trembling fingers.

　　"Is that so?" Kitagawa-ji walked past the middle-aged man with an expressionless face.

　　There was neither apology nor thanks.

　　After all, the other party was just a random person who chewed behind other people's backs, and this kind of person, Kitagawa-ji himself had a bad impression.

　　Not hitting him was the best reward Kitagawaji could give him for telling his information.

　　Kitagawaji followed the middle-aged man's words to the landlord's door, reached out and knocked on the door.

　　The landlord is a glasses-wearing, somewhat thankful uncle, after politely explaining his purpose, the kind glasses uncle not only took the key, but also followed Kitagawaji to the door of room 265.

　　After Kitagawaji called Ryou Sato's cell phone in front of the landlord and made sure that the other party's cell phone was indeed in the room, the glasses uncle reached out and knocked on the door.

　　There was still no response.

　　It was as if the other party was dead, and the ringing in the room echoed, revealing an indefinable sense of eeriness.

　　"All said and done, Sato brought a woman yesterday... And then never went out..." The middle-aged man peeked over curiously to check the situation, and muttered in a low voice when he saw that they were still doing nothing.

　　But he soon saw the gaze that seemed to eat him up as Kitagawaji turned around and subconsciously shut his mouth.

　　"Please, landlord-san." Kitagawaji said with a twist of his head.

　　He frowned tightly, something didn't seem right about the situation now.

　　"Good..." The thankful landlord uncle coughed heavily, took out the keychain hanging at his waist, and counted out the key to room 265 before opening the security door.

　　Creak-

　　A sharp sound of opening the security door came out, straight to the teeth.

　　The middle-aged man on the side finally couldn't help himself and opened his mouth to whine at the landlord beside Kitagawaji.

　　"I told you, landlord Nakamura, that Sato's security door is broken, and I wake up every day to the sound of him opening and closing the door."

　　It seems that the middle-aged man was so tired of the sound of the broken security door that it was no wonder he had just commented on Sato with such sarcastic words.

　　The tall middle-aged male was still whining when he suddenly noticed that something didn't seem right about the atmosphere.

　　Both Kitagawa-ji and the landlord with the top of his head fell into an eerie silence at this point in time.

　　Kitagawaji looked fine, his face was as usual, but his eyebrows were furrowed.

　　On the other hand, the landlord covered his throat and fell to his knees in fear, his mouth twitching as if he was about to spit something out.

　　What the hell is going on?

　　The tall, middle-aged male couldn't help but mutter and curiously pushed his head over.

　　That's when he saw the scene in the room.

　　From here, looking inward, you can see the living room, which is impervious to light.

　　The living room was simply furnished with a heating stove, desk, and television.

　　But what was lying on the floor was the most remarkable thing in the whole room.

　　It was the body with unfocused eyes, mouth wide open in fear, and a huge gaping hole in the throat.

　　The blood spilled over the tatami mat like a stream...

　　Those eyes were facing the doorway, staring at this side with a deadly gaze.

　　Vomit...

　　The middle-aged man and the landlord quickly vomited.

　　"What, what's going on? How could this happen?" The middle-aged man two warring, while vomiting, kneeling legs also can not help but backward, subconsciously trying to get away from this bloody horror.

　　But Kitagawaji did not care about him, he stepped inside the room while speaking to the landlord behind him.

　　"Mr. Landlord, please call the police."

　　"Ah, yes! Call the police!" The landlord, who had almost vomited, nodded his head and was just about to call the police when he saw the miserable state of the room and vomited again.

　　Looking at these two goods 'simply can not stop' look, Kitagawaji could not help but pinch the brow, take a deep breath after pulling out the phone, press 110 alarm.

　　After briefly explaining the situation and location of the scene, Kitagawaji hung up the phone with ease.

　　He does not know how many police calls to Ryoko Gonzo this month, for that set of procedures have been familiar with.

　　After thinking for a while in the same place, Kitagawaji called Ryoko Gonzo again.

　　"What?! You guys found the murder scene again? Ryoko Gangno sounded like a woman in early menopause, and her tone was full of incredulity: "You're not just in Tokyo.

　　"You kid didn't just stir up trouble in Tokyo, you met a murder case right out of the gate?!"

　　You're the Death Pupil?

　　Ryoko Gangno had a big headache.

　　Kitagawaji simply did not want to talk nonsense with Gangno Ryoko and simply said.

　　"I'd rather talk to you than that, about the transcript..."

　　"You still have to cooperate with the local police to do the necessary statements, I can't help it, Iwate Prefecture is not under my control, you bastard really..." Ryoko Kono was about to finish her sentence with a smile and a scolding...

　　The result was that before she could say all the words out loud she found that Kitagawaji had already hung up the phone.

　　"That little bastard!" Ryoko Gangno couldn't help but burst into foul-mouthed curses.

　　...

　　Kitagawaji hung up the phone before he then stepped fully into the murder scene.

　　He first attached his deadly aura to his eyes, and after finding that no resentment spirit existed at the scene, he raised his eyebrows and sighed with some regret.

　　Even if a normal person wants to form a grievance spirit is also a chance.

　　Generally speaking, there are two or three basic conditions.

　　The first is to suffer great pain or suffering before death, so that the heart will form resentment or obsession, and then is the strength of the resentment and obsession, the stronger the obsession and resentment, the more likely to form a resentment spirit.

　　But now it seems that Sato Ryou does not belong to the latter, perhaps he had resentment before he died, but not strong.

　　"Wait! What do you want?!" The middle-aged man behind him looked at the youth in front of him with shock in his eyes, and when he noticed the other party's movement, he screamed out in surprise.

　　He himself, an adult, was so shocked by this scene that he couldn't even stand up, but as a result, Kitagawaji still walked inside without changing his face?

　　What kind of operation is this?

　　He took off his shoes and stepped onto the tatami mats, frowning as he tried to find some clues left behind by the prisoner.