Chapter 296 Human hearts are more poisonous than ghosts
"Lie to her to go to a bath and act like a rogue"
Deduct ten!
Yuan Yuzi held grudges angrily, and the white paper book has become her exclusive grudge book, with only deducting the scores and not increasing them.
She is a lady after all, how could Fushimikan make such a joke?
In the 1990s, Japanese sexual concepts were in a state of extreme indulgence and extreme conservatism. Japan's sexual industry achieved unprecedented prosperity during this period, and also caused conflicts between moral public opinion. Although the volume was small, it did exist.
In the family education of the elite women, not being chaotic, not talking bad jokes or making vulgar jokes are the most common tutors, and even the marriage partner of a daughter is assigned by her parents.
As for men, there is no sex education at all.
This is also one of the reasons for the serious confrontation between men and women in Japan.
Under Kyuyoshi's education, Gentako was too slow in this regard and completely couldn't understand the special hints of the opposite sex - such as Yoshimura Yuki's little thoughts, and Fujiwara's workplace harassment, were too obscure for her.
Fushimi Kaoru has not harassed other women for the time being, so that Tsuko Gen has never learned the template.
Of course, pinching your feet is not a squeak. Don’t professional athletes often massage and relax? As working criminals, she and Fushimi-kun are on-the-job criminals. They occasionally massage each other and relax. This is to adjust their working status and have no bad tendencies!
After Genyuko took the revenge, her anger subsided slightly, thinking that there were a lot of adults and she would not be calculating like the fool Fushimi-kun. She pouted and said, "Then you can take a leisurely hot spring here! Anyway, I am the only one who cares about Sakurako... Humph, even if I rely on myself, I can find her!"
After saying that, Yuan Yuzi turned around and left, whispering in her heart that it was really a fragile brother-sister relationship. It can be seen that blood ties are not the only criterion for measuring feelings.
Mizutani and Maoriki looked at each other, thinking to themselves that we are not human?
They hesitated for a moment and decided to show up, claiming that they really couldn't go on and needed a rest, especially Maori Qi, who ran back and forth with the camera on his back, and his soles of his feet were worn out. He was a reporter photographer, not a documentary photographer, and his physical strength was not that terrifying.
"The police station will send police officers to investigate tomorrow, and then organize villagers to search and rescue..."
"We can't help much now, so why not have a good rest and wait until tomorrow..."
After the two of them sang a double act, they escaped openly.
Yuan Yuzi felt that they were a little conscientious, but not many. She was not that unreasonable personality, and there was no reason to stop her at the moment, so she had to let the reporter duo leave.
Now she is the only one left.
Yuan Yuzi turned her head and looked around the town area. It was pitch black all around. There were no street lights in the countryside. At night, everything was silent, leaving only the chirping of crickets.
Damn it, I can do it myself!
In order not to disturb the passengers' sleep, Genyuko sang in a low voice to cheer herself up.
She knocked on the door gently, trying to find the passengers who were not present and checked for any missing witnesses, but was turned away all the time - this time the hotel owner was too lazy to open the door and shouted through the window, saying that it was too late and asked her to come again tomorrow.
Yuan Yuzi walked around for a long time but still found nothing.
She stood under the Sugizaka wall, looking at the mountain path covered with pebbles, and couldn't help but be stunned for a while. Thinking back on the little things she got along with Sakurako, she couldn't help but sigh deeply.
Sakurazijiang, you must not be in trouble...
Just as she was thinking about it, a sob came from afar and penetrated into her ears along the evening breeze.
Yuan Yuzi was stunned for a moment, walked along the pebbles and walked curiously along the Sugizaka wall into the forest.
Camellia was swept by the night wind on the hem of the skirt. She crawled into the bush forest and pushed away the weeping willow-like wisteria. The moonlight illuminated a lawn and saw a girl sitting on the grass and sobbing in a low voice. She was wearing a dancer's uniform, with her long dark hair scattered on the ground, looking particularly familiar.
Genyuko looked around and didn't see anyone else. Folk legends from the mountains suddenly popped up in her mind: Yumoba who was chatting with her on the roadside, a woman-eating monster disguised as a wounded girl, and a terrifying ghost wandering in the forest sobbing...
Maybe this guy kidnapped Ping Yingzi!
She mustered up the courage, tried to calm down, crawled out of the bushes, and asked with a vigilant expression: "Do you need help?"
When the dancer heard the inquiry, he shivered and raised his head, like a frightened deer.
Yuan Yuzi recognized it immediately. The girl in front of her was the dancer who had previously sold her to them. She seemed to be a normal living person, and she immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
As a policeman, when encountering people in difficulties, he will naturally not ignore them.
Yuan Yuzi is very enthusiastic. She encountered similar situations when she was a patrolman in the intercourse, such as a child who ran away from home, an elderly man who lost his wallet, a girl who just broke up with her boyfriend... The injured person always finds a corner to cry silently, and at this time someone needs to reach out to help them.
Nowadays, society is becoming more and more atomic, and everyone is only concerned about their own affairs. However, she is not the kind of indifferent person. Even if she is despised as "verbose", "annoying", or "messing others", she should ask more questions to avoid missing someone who really needs help.
"What's wrong? What happened? If you're sad, you can talk to me!"
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Genyuko stroked the hem of her skirt and squatted in front of the dancer, trying to make her tone sound more gentle. The latter raised his head, looked at Yuan Yuzi, his eyes fell on the bell on the wrist, and replied softly: "No, I accidentally sprained... I will definitely be scolded when I go back..."
Yuan Yuzi expressed her understanding. When she was a child, she missed the access control once and was particularly afraid of going home. But in fact, the scolding of her family was out of concern and was not that scary.
"If they know that you were delayed because of injury, they will definitely feel sorry for you! Don't worry, I will explain it to you then!"
As he said that, Yuan Yuzi squatted down and signaled her to lie on her back: "You can't walk like this, right? I'll carry you back..."
The dancer hesitated and subconsciously refused, "This...isn't it good? I'm so troubled..."
"It's okay! Don't look at me like this. Actually, I'm a detective!" Yuan Yuzi slapped her left hand on her right arm, lifted up the sleeve tube, revealing her white and tender upper arm without any trace of training: "Look! Have you seen the muscles? Wait... I haven't exerted my strength yet..."
She blushed and encouraged her, trying to make her biceps look a little bigger.
"Uh, I saw it..."
The dancer gave a compliment against her will, and to be honest, the grandmother who harvested wheat in the mountains was bigger than hers.
"Then come up!" Yuan Yuzi gave a thumbs up, looking like a 'real man'.
Hearing this, the dancer stopped pushing and staggered up and lay on Yuan Yuzi's back. A stream of white air spurted out from the latter's nostrils, and his legs stood up with force, barely stabilizing his body, and walked towards the cobblestone path step by step.
On the way back, Genyuko didn't forget to inquire about the news: "By the way... the bonfire party... you also attended, right? May I ask... have you seen a little girl about seven or eight years old... wearing a mask..."
She said she was breathing three times, looking like she might fall to the ground at any time.
"I didn't notice..."
As he said that, the dancer reached out his hand, his movements gently, surrounding Yuan Yuzi's neck, and his other hand pulled out a cold dagger from his waist.
Yuan Yuzi never expected that human hearts were more poisonous than ghosts.
(This chapter ends)