Chapter 59 Ghost in the Apartment
Before Yuan Yuzi could calm down, the entire corridor suddenly became lively. Several residents opened the doors and windows and yelled and cursed. Even from the opposite floor, shouts were heard:
"Yasukawa, if you sing that crap again, I will tear your mouth off!"
"You bastard are disturbing the people again! You know how to play your shamisen all day long!"
"Bangbangbang, I'll hit your mother's head——"
The door from which the Noh singing came out slammed shut, and the mournful and mournful voice stopped abruptly. A man holding a pipe wrench walked out of the opposite door, banged on the door, and yelled: "Come out! I can't stand it anymore. If you don't come out, I will break the lock on your door!"
Fushimi Lu whistled, crossed his arms across his chest, tapped his left toe backwards, and leaned against the handrail of the stairs. He just likes to see this kind of excitement, and it would be best if they can fight. If someone is dead, he will report it directly to the criminal police team, and he doesn't need to worry about the rest.
"Don't quarrel, don't quarrel!" Yuan Yuzi hurriedly stepped forward to stop the person who smashed the door: "Sir, please calm down..."
"Calm down? You told me to calm down? Look into my eyes, do you know I haven't slept in a few days?"
The man brandished a pipe wrench, his eyes red. He was wearing overalls and was covered in oil. He looked like a repairman. Without waiting for Gentamako to respond, he hit the door lock with great force and the door panel was slightly deformed. It looked like he was about to suffer a mental breakdown.
Yuan Yuzi was so frightened that she was sweating coldly, and her legs were shaking like chaff. Although she was scared to death, she still had to bite the bullet and said: "No, no, no, you, you go to bed now, I promise to sleep with this person." The residents should communicate and negotiate to get him to stop disturbing the residents..."
"Ah? Who are you? Don't think that wearing black leather is a big deal!" The man hit the door with a pipe wrench again, turned sideways and bent slightly, looking down at Minamoto Tamako, with a touch of surprise and contentment in his eyes. Malicious desire: "Huh? You look good! Do you want to come and sit at my house..."
Before he finished speaking, the man's head slammed against the door panel, and his cheek was squeezed and deformed by a big hand. Fushimi Lu twisted his arm, and before he could struggle, he grabbed the pipe wrench and smashed it in front of his eyes.
"I'm not bad looking either," Fushimi Shika pressed his thumbs into the man's eye sockets. The latter let out a shrill scream, and he joked coldly: "Why don't you invite me to your house to play with you?"
The pipe wrench blocked Minamoto Tamako's view. She didn't know what the man was screaming, and thought it was Fushimi Lu who pressed the man with his hand, so she quickly dissuaded Fushimi Lu from using violent law enforcement.
The latter snorted coldly, pulled the man's hair, turned him around, kicked him back to the door opposite, and threw the pipe wrench in.
The man closed his right eye tightly, panted for a moment, lay on the ground and turned around, his other eye full of resentment.
——"Crime Index: 36%"
He is a felon and can be beaten to death without any injustice.
Fushimi Shika put his hand on the holster of his gun and just glanced down. The man shuddered and hurriedly closed the door with his foot.
The shouting and cursing in the corridor suddenly stopped. Fushimi Shika turned around and looked around. All the residents shrank back behind the door. He yelled loudly: "What are you shouting for?! It's not like they don't want to be dealt with and they are all in a hurry to reincarnate?!"
Yuan Yuzi's little head was buzzing. In her imagination, the patrolman should be deeply respected by the residents. In the evening, she would stand guard like a soldier in front of the police station. A group of little kids wearing yellow hats would surround her after school and shout, "Sister Yuzi, you are so awesome. I will become a policeman like you in the future." '……
Although she had thought that the actual work would be harder before she came here, it was obviously not a question of whether it was hard or not, right? ! That guy is not afraid of her at all!
Yuan Yuzi lowered his head. The police badge on his chest was well matched and not crooked at all. The baton and handcuffs were also inserted into his waist. The gun was loaded with two rounds of blank ammunition and three rounds of live ammunition. He looked full of majesty... What went wrong? Why doesn't what she says work?
Could it be that it's because I look too weak? !
Yuan Yuzi has been ranked last in physical examinations all year round, so she still feels a little bit worried about this. After she thought of this, she was deeply shocked for a moment. Her legs went limp and she knelt on the ground, acting like a loser who had lost the game in a sports series.
She has been treated as a little pudding since she was a child. She originally thought that she had worked hard to become a patrol officer, but finally turned into the cold and stern Tamako-sama. As long as she wears a gun, she can make people fear three points and become a powerful evil nemesis. ...I didn’t expect that others still wouldn’t treat her as a green onion.
Is it true, as my mother said, that only those who are naturally strong are suitable to be police officers? Unfair! This is so unfair!
"What's wrong? Can't you stand up?" Fushimi Shikashin said that he was someone who had seen corpses several times, so he wouldn't be so scared, right?
But then he thought about it. When Yuan Yuzi went to the teaching building with him to steal anonymous letters, her legs were shaking with fear... He didn't know what the criteria for Yuan Yuzi's fear were.
With such courage, why do you have to become a police officer?
"No, it's okay."
Yuan Yuzi stood up, raised her head and asked, "Do I look ungraceful? Don't laugh! I'm asking you seriously!"
"..."
Fushimi Shika was silent for a moment and chose to change the subject: "Let's deal with the things that disturb the people first."
Business is important, Yuan Yuzi repeatedly warned herself in her heart not to bring personal emotions to work.
With a tight face, she knocked on the distorted door and shouted loudly: "Mr. Yasukawa! Is Mr. Yasukawa here? I am the patrol officer Minamoto Tamako from Sugamo Station. How can I talk to you?" Sentence? ”
Just now she heard other residents yelling "bastard Yasukawa", so she speculated that Yasukawa was the surname of this resident. Even though she knew someone was inside, she still asked if he was there out of politeness.
After a while, there was faint movement behind the door. Without waiting for Gentamako's urging, the apartment door was pushed open a crack, and her cloudy pupils looked at the two people through the crack: "Patrol police?"
"Yes," Yuan Yuzi puffed out her chest, her winter black police uniform jacket was flat, she tried to make herself look more imposing, "Many residents have complained about your noise nuisance, and we have also noticed that you can sing during your breaks. Drama..."
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"I'm not disturbing the people," the person in the house interrupted: "I'm saving them."
The voice sounded extremely high-pitched, and it was hard to tell whether it was male or female.
Minamoto Tamako immediately pulled out a small notebook and a ballpoint pen from her breast pocket, and asked seriously: "Why do you say that? Has anyone received a death threat? Or is there something wrong with your mental condition?"
The people in the room did not answer, but asked: "Did you notice the porcelain bowl on the floor?"
"I noticed that there is a bowl of salt at the door of every house on this floor," Minamoto Tamako asked, "but what does this have to do with you singing Noh opera?"
"Some time ago, a woman jumped to her death. Since then, ghost figures have often appeared in the corridors and corridors... Everyone said that it was the woman who came back to claim her life."
The person in the room paused, and his voice became more and more difficult: "I sang a ghost play to give her requiem. Otherwise, sooner or later, she will kill all of us."
Yuan Yuzi said "Oh" and lowered his head to take notes as he spoke: "It seems that you are mentally abnormal. I suggest that you receive treatment as soon as possible. If necessary, I can help you contact a public welfare psychologist..."
Before Minamoto Tamako finished speaking, Fushimi Lu interrupted: "The ghost you are talking about...is that thing at the end of the corridor?"
She was horrified and followed Fushimi Shika's gaze, only to see a blurry figure standing deep in the dark corridor. It had disheveled hair and a strange posture. Its feet were tiptoeing on the ground, as if it was staring at them.
——Not like a living person.
(End of chapter)