Hearing this, Shinji Kanhara's face was startled and he looked slightly shocked.
No longer satisfied with borrowing things?
Obviously, this weird thing in front of me has entered the second stage.
He started invading neighbor's homes.
Shinji Kambara didn't say anything. He knew that refusing would be useless. Now he wanted to try, what would happen if he didn't respond?
A minute later, he watched in silence as Mr. Matsunai entered his home and watched him enter the bathroom.
Obviously, even if there is no response, the other party will come in directly.
Sitting on the sofa in the living room, listening to the sound of bathing in the bathroom, Shinji Kanhara looked at the time on his mobile phone with an expressionless face.
When Mr. Matsunai came out, his hair did not feel wet and his clothes did not change at all.
It's as if the other person is just there for a while.
"Kamihara-san, thank you very much." Mr. Matsunai smiled and bowed to thank you.
"You're welcome."
Shinji Kanbara responded coldly. He held his mobile phone and looked at the time.
From entering to exiting, it takes exactly ten minutes.
Every minute and every second is correct.
"Then I won't bother you." Mr. Matsunai's politeness was flawless. He bowed slightly and went out with a grateful smile.
Shinji Kanbaru sat on the sofa and observed with his spiritual power.
A minute or two later, Mr. Matsunai went out and pressed the doorbell of 2003.
"Who?"
"Mrs. Tanaka, it's me."
"It turns out to be Mr. Matsuuchi, what's the matter?"
"Mrs. Tanaka, I'm sorry. The shower equipment at home is broken. Can I borrow your bathroom to take a shower?"
"Of course, come on in."
"Thank you."
Listening to the voice, Kanbaru Shinji was silent.
Later, when Mr. Matsuuchi went to the 21st floor, Shinji Kanbara followed him.
As she expected, he saw the other party skipping Mr. Nakano's house again without ringing the doorbell.
What's going on with the gift boxes at Mr. Matsunai's house? He has determined that the number of gift boxes is related to human lives.
Could it be that the landlords are also included? But that would be more than 178 people.
The next day, when Shinji Kambara returned home from participating in club activities and had just finished preparing dinner, the doorbell rang again.
"Kannahara-san, the kitchen utensils in my kitchen are broken. Can I have a meal at your house?"
"no."
Shinji Kanbaru looked at the other person silently. He knew that it was useless to refuse, but he really didn't want to eat with Weird.
Sure enough, Mr. Matsunai came in anyway.
The other party was minding his own business, filling up the rice with bowls and chopsticks, and then eating it with relish.
When the ten minutes were up, Mr. Matsunai stood up. He bowed slightly and expressed his gratitude, "Kamihara-san, thank you for your hospitality."
After saying that, he went out without helping to wash the dishes. Obviously, he was eating or borrowing food today.
Looking at Mr. Matsuuchi's back, Shinji Kanbara frowned slightly, what would happen if he didn't cook today?
wrong…
The other party came to his house to eat, not to eat with him.
The two meanings are different.
Just as he was thinking, he heard another voice coming from outside.
"Mrs. Tanaka, the kitchen utensils in my kitchen are broken. Can I have a meal at your house?"
"Oh, my husband and I just finished eating. It would be nice if you came here earlier, Sonnet-san. But it's okay. I'll make you something to eat."
The sound of conversation rang in his ears, and Shinji Kanhara understood.
Even if these neighbors have eaten, as long as Mr. Matsunai comes to visit, they will cook another meal for them.
Although there are some doubtful points that he still doesn't understand, he knows most of Mr. Matsunai's rules.
This is the information gained in exchange for three lives.
So what he should consider now is how to kill and contain Mr. Matsuuchi, a weirdo.
On the afternoon of the third day, the doorbell rang again.
Shinji Kanbaru opened the door and looked at Mr. Matsunai in front of him. He didn't smile at all, "What's the matter?"
"Kamihara-san, the bed at home is broken. Can I take a nap at your house for a while?"
"Can."
Nodding expressionlessly, Shinji Kanbara watched the other party walk to the guest room. Then he lay down directly on the bed, closed his eyes, and seemed to fall asleep directly.
Ten minutes later, Mr. Matsunai came out of the guest room.
He still looked the same, bowing and saying thanks, but doing things like a bully.
Day four.
Ding dong
Mr. Matsunai just pressed the doorbell and the door opened.
The next second, Shinji Kanbara stared at the other person, "What do you want to borrow this time?"
"I'm really sorry, Kanbara-san. There is a little financial problem at home. Can you lend me 50,000 yen?"
Borrow money?
A thought came to mind, and Shinji Kanbara's expression became solemn.
Looking at the other party, for some reason, he seemed to be able to see the deep malice hidden behind that humble smile.
Shinji Kanhara nodded slowly, "Okay."
I borrowed 50,000 yen from Mr. Matsuuchi.
Ten minutes later, Mr. Matsuuchi returned the 50,000 yen to him on time.
With 50,000 yen in his hand, Shinji Kanbara felt a sense of urgency in his heart. He had an ominous premonition.
I am afraid…
The things Mr. Songuchi wants to borrow tomorrow will exceed his expectations, or he already knows deep down what the other party wants to borrow.
On the fifth day, Shinji Kanbara came back from the Metropolitan Police Department with a frown on his face.
In recent days, he has been coming to the Metropolitan Police Department every time.
The main purpose is to use the power of the Metropolitan Police Department to investigate whether there have been any murders by neighbors in recent months or years.
The answer is yes, but most of them are just neighbors killing people.
Unlike Mr. Matsuuchi, the other party directly extended the concept of neighbors to the entire apartment building.
Of course, he also knew that it was very likely that the Metropolitan Police Department was not qualified to record strange events.
After all, the special department is the department for weirdness. If he wants to know, he has to contact the special department.
Rubbing his brows, Kanbara Shinji knew that if he contacted the Special Section and inquired about information, he would definitely not be able to hide Mr. Matsunai's weirdness.
Naturally, he had selfish motives for not telling Hongyin before.
He wanted to contain the other party alone, but now it seems that the pattern is almost established, but how to kill the weirdo is the biggest and core problem.
Human beings cannot kill the weird, only the weird can kill the weird.
Looking at the gradually setting orange sunset, which reflected the earth red, Shinji Kanbara murmured, "I wish I were weird."
This was the first time this thought occurred to him.
Supervisors are struggling to survive in this world.
It's even more difficult for ordinary people. Fortunately, they don't know such desperate things as weirdness. This may also be a kind of happiness.
Soon, Shinji Kanbaru returned home.
Within a few minutes…
Ding dong!
Shinji Kanbara's eyelids twitched, but his face remained calm.
When he came to the door and looked at Mr. Matsunai in front of him, his body tensed subconsciously, "What's the matter?"
Mr. Matsuuchi in front of him had a humble smile that had never changed for thousands of years. When he heard the question, he spoke directly, "Kamihara-san, can you lend me your heart?"
Such terrifying words were said in an understatement, as if the thing borrowed was insignificant.
Even though he was mentally prepared, Shinji Kanbara's face couldn't help but darken when he heard this.
At this time, he discovered a detail.
In the past, Mr. Matsuuchi always made excuses when borrowing things. But now he doesn't even make excuses.
Shinji Kanhara was silent, he didn't want to speak at all.
But instantly, his expression changed slightly.
At this time, Mr. Matsunai had already extended his hand without any response from himself.
He had tested before that if he didn't respond, there would be a one-minute idle time.
As a result, this time, the other party didn't wait for his answer at all.
Looking at Mr. Matsuuchi's outstretched hand, Shinji Kanbara's eyes narrowed and he stared at him.
Unfortunately, it's of no use at all.
He couldn't even stop Mr. Matsunai for a moment.
However, Kanbaru Shinji was not disappointed. When Chiba Mashiro tossed the coin, he could know the existence of Xiaoyan in twenty-two days of memory.
The Mr. Matsunai in front of me is a being whose depth of information exceeds the ability of the fate coin "Sun".
As I was thinking in my mind, I felt a cold feeling in my chest.
The next moment, Shinji Kanhara let out a muffled groan. He wanted to scream but couldn't. A heartbreaking pain came, making his whole body and even his brain tremble uncontrollably.
The bleeding heart was pulsing in Mr. Matsunai's hands.
Soon, Mr. Matsuuchi returned to his home.
A minute later, Shinji Kanhara stood up, but sat at the entrance again. Although the pain subsided, the pain in his memory made his cheek twitch.
hiss…
Shinji Kanbaru breathed in, remembering that he felt numb to death before, and couldn't help laughing to himself.
A few minutes later, before he could get over the pain, he suddenly raised his head as if he felt something.
at this time…
Mr. Matsunai was standing outside the door. Even though the door was open, he pressed the doorbell as usual.
Ding dong
Mr. Matsuuchi did not look at Shinji Kanbara, he seemed to be waiting for something.
"Mother."
Hearing the timid voice coming from behind, Shinji Kanbara turned his head and saw the big and small figure with small eyes staggering out.
Eyes of different sizes were looking at him confusedly.
Xiaoyan, is it also within the scope of the murder rules?
Kanbaru Shinji's thoughts changed rapidly.
That's right... Xiaoyan has never been in the notepad. He watches cartoons in the living room every day.
It seems that one of the one hundred and seventy-eight boxes has a small eye.
"Come in."
Without thinking for too long, Shinji Kanbara touched the pendant around his neck and forced Xiaoyan into the notepad.
The moment Xiaoyan entered the notepad, Mr. Matsunai stiffened.
The next second, he took steps and returned directly to his room.
Seeing this, Shinji Kanhara breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that Notepad was still the most powerful.
Can't delay it any longer...
Shinji Kanbara picked up the phone and dialed Hongyin's number.
As a result, no one answered for a long time. He thought that this guy seemed to be training to master resentment.
After thinking for a while, he pressed the number and contacted Qing Pheasant.
Before the call was connected, Shinji Kanhara was shocked. He slowly raised his head and saw Mr. Matsunai outside the door again.
Ding dong
The crisp ringing of the doorbell is like a reminder at this moment.
"Kanbara-san, can you lend me your heart?"
Mr. Matsunai lowered his head and looked at Shinji Kanbara who was sitting at the entrance. That humble smile looked very mocking at this moment.