726 Does this surname have such a high murder rate?
"Well--"
Nagaoka slowly opened his eyes from the sofa and stretched.
The psychiatrist's office was very quiet, but Miss Saotome was still sitting opposite him.
"You're awake."
"Hmm...how long have I been asleep, Ms. Saotome?"
"Don't worry, there will be no charge for the excess time this time."
"Thanks."
After Nagaoka talked about the experiences that left a psychological shadow on him in high school, he fell asleep on the sofa without realizing it.
Maybe it's because the sofa here is so soft.
Maybe it was because I felt really relaxed during the conversation with Ms. Saotome.
Nagaoka, who has been completely consumed by anxiety and uneasiness these days, rarely sleeps well.
Saotome put away her notebook and stood up from her seat: "Mr. Nagaoka, go home and have a good sleep. You seem to need a rest. I hope today's conversation will be helpful to you."
"I will."
Nagaoka also stood up.
Psychological consultation is charged by the hour, and now that it has exceeded the time limit, he can no longer stay any longer.
As for the matter of "Jiangchuan and Qingliu".
Nagaoka just needs to tell others about those things.
After I said it, I did seem to feel a lot better.
When Nagaoka Kazuhiko left, Saotome Ai was left alone.
She sat down on the sofa again and flipped through the notebook that actually contained no content related to psychotherapy. After a while, she suddenly spoke to the empty office without any warning:
"Taki, did you hear what I just said? Is what that man said what you have been looking for?"
No one answered.
But something slowly crawled out from under the sofa opposite her.
It was a little man woven from dry straw, about the size of two palms.
The little scarecrow climbed up along the sofa with great effort, until he climbed onto the soft cushion, and sat down straight like a lady.
Its face is inlaid with two buttons of different sizes to serve as eyes, and its mouth is sewn with several thin lines.
The scarecrow man looked up, and his button eyes, one big and one small, seemed to be looking at Saotome.
But it still didn't reply.
The scarecrow couldn't speak in the first place.
However, the mouth of the villain, which is sewn with thin threads, slowly "opens" the gap.
From the dry straw below, a pitch-black spike was slowly pushed out...
The black nail fell on the sofa and rolled down to the ground.
After a crisp sound, it fell into several pieces like a fragile object.
Saotome glanced at the broken nails on the ground. She was silent at first, and then sighed heavily with a frown: "Then what should we do, Taki? You said that when you encounter a demon, you want to die..."
…
the next day.
After receiving psychological treatment and having a good night's sleep, Nagaoka went back to work in the club early in the morning.
He walked into the office and sat down at his desk.
Before he went on vacation to see a psychiatrist yesterday afternoon, he had a few documents piled up on his desk. He originally planned to come back today and finish some work items at hand.
"Eh?"
But as soon as he sat down, Nagaoka felt confused.
All the documents on the table were gone. They had been sorted and placed on the corner of the table yesterday.
Coincidentally, at this time, the section chief of the department walked past Nagaoka's position. Nagaoka, who was a little confused, asked: "Chief Masui, the report you gave me the day before yesterday..."
"That's it." Section Chief Masui stopped and said, "It's done."
"Done? So the contract..."
"The parts that need to be modified in the contract have also been modified." Section Chief Masui further explained, "Didn't you take a vacation yesterday afternoon? Then other colleagues helped you with your work."
"other colleagues?"
Nagaoka still couldn't understand.
Colleagues in the department are all extremely busy, who has the spare time to finish what he is doing?
Moreover, let’s not talk about filling out reports. That contract has always been handled by Nagaoka.
"Oh, I forgot to mention it. I'm a new colleague. I just came here yesterday to report. Nagaoka, why don't you say hello to me too." Section Chief Masui waved to Nagaoka behind him, "Hey, Aoyagi-san.
.This is Nagaoka, you didn’t meet yesterday afternoon..."
Nagaoka stared at the opening and closing lips of Section Chief Masui in astonishment. After hearing the surname "Aoyagi", he was completely stunned. As for what the Section Chief said next, he couldn't hear clearly at all.
.
He only felt dizzy and accompanied by intense tinnitus.
no no.
It's just a coincidence that they have the same last name, right?
Even though the surname "Qingliu" is not very common, there are always people with this surname.
Don't scare yourself, Qingliu is already dead long ago.
With such thoughts in mind, Nagaoka turned his head sharply.
Behind him, a figure stood at some point, only two or three meters away from him.
"you you……"
The moment he saw the man's appearance clearly, Nagaoka's pupils dilated and his chest heaved violently.
Fear mixed with dizziness, and a strong feeling of vomiting welling up in my throat.
That face...
Although compared to high school, it is slightly different and more mature.
But that gentle, harmless and polite smiling face.
Nagaoka is very familiar with this and will never forget it in this life.
He is Qingliu for sure!
"What's wrong, Nagaoka-kun?"
Aoyagi looked at Nagaoka with a smile, his expression was natural, and both his tone and demeanor were exactly the same as the deceased in his memory.
"Don't, don't come over!"
Nagaoka backed away in panic, and his lower back hit his desk hard.
The file box, stapler, and a pair of scissors for opening envelopes all fell to the ground with a clatter.
The scissors trembled on the cold floor, and the blades reflected the cold light of the incandescent lamp falling from the ceiling.
"monster!"
Nagaoka screamed.
…
Tokyo Metropolitan Government, Countermeasures Office Building.
Kamiyakawa walked into Yucheng Zhenyou's office in a familiar way. He didn't think of himself as an outsider. He just casually sat down on a chair and said, "What happened? You called me here in such a hurry."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Not long ago, Uncle Cheng took Masao Nagatomo on a business trip, and he just came back this week.
When Kamiya came to the strategy room today, he also took the initiative to contact him.
Generally speaking, only when something important happens, or if you feel that Kamiya might be interested in something, will Jiecheng personally call the ghost and god disciple over.
This time is no exception.
"Well... look at this."
Jie Cheng handed over a stack of information.
Kamiyagawa opened it and found that it was some homicide files that had occurred in recent years.
The locations where the cases occurred are scattered, and the motives for the murders are also various: vendetta, love killing, murder for money, or simply passionate killing under certain conditions.
Moreover, the cases have been characterized by various places as having nothing to do with supernatural events.
One of them is specially marked.
The nature of this murder was very abominable, and the details of the case were horrific.
It happened ten years ago in a middle school near Nagoya.
The perpetrator and the victim were both students at that school.
In front of the whole class, the murderer cut the deceased's neck and opened the deceased's abdominal cavity.
After a brief review, you can quickly notice that the various cases in this document have one thing in common. That is, the surnames of the deceased victims are the same——
"Qingliu?"
Kamiya was a little surprised.
He was deeply impressed by this surname.
He also knows a "green willow".
Because Qingliu had suffered a heavy blow to the village, he turned to the God of Darkness and Beauty in despair. Finally, he paid homage to the God of Chou and made a set of sub-boxes to curse all living creatures in Xiaobinze.
This also makes the Xiaobinze area still a wasteland and has been erased from the administrative map.
Wow.
Kamiya continued to flip through the files and compare the information on the deceased recorded in those cases.
Aoliu, who was murdered, had the same surname, but different first names.
And the ages are also different, there are students, young adults, and even the elderly.
There are also male and female genders.
As for the appearance of the deceased...
By looking at some of the photos of the victims attached to the information, we can see that these deceased people have a strange sense of resemblance in appearance.
They all appear to be gentle, frail, and polite people.
What's more worth mentioning is their eyebrows, with delicate and soft eyebrow peaks and clear and deep eyes. No matter they are old or young, male or female... even through simple photos, there will be a strange feeling that they seem to be the same person.
"These are all information from police stations in various places, right? The earliest case here occurred more than ten years ago, and the most recent one was just this year. The places where the incidents occurred seemed to be irregular and very scattered. Why did you suddenly think of taking these
The events were gathered together?" Kamiyakawa put down the information in his hand.
Jiecheng Zhenjianyou: "More than a month ago, someone anonymously submitted some information to the countermeasure room branches in different places. Well, it was about several Aoliu murder cases in different places."
"These incidents, scattered in various places, do not attract much local attention, but when they are deliberately gathered together, they seem a bit weird."
"So, this situation, together with the information submitted anonymously, were forwarded to the headquarters. Then our people started investigating on this point... Judging from the statistical data, things seem to be even more wrong."
Kamiyagawa: “What kind of data?”
Kensuke Kisei: "That's it, we have statistics on homicide cases in the past three years. In the past three years or so, there have been more than 3,400 homicides across Japan...excluding attempts. And
Among them, there were 52 victims with the surname Aoliu. These are only the cases that have been clearly recorded."
In the past three years or so, the police have recorded 52 murders of "Qingliu" people.
Compared with the base number starting from 3,400, the proportion is about 1.5%.
It may sound like nothing at first, but in fact, this data is so abnormal that it can be called weird.
"If the surname of these 52 victims is 'Sato'... then it may not be surprising. But 'Aoyagi' is not a popular surname with a large population." Uncle Jiuchi continued.
The Sato he mentioned is currently the surname with the highest proportion of people in Japan.
It seems that some experts have said that if the custom of Japanese women changing their husband's surname after marriage is not changed, then through formula calculation, in about 500 years, everyone in Japan will have the surname "Sato".
And even for a popular surname like "Sato", its proportion in Japan is only about 1.6%.
In such a comparison, the frequency of murders of the "Qingliu people" whose surnames are not too popular appears to be a bit too high.
Either the person with this surname is inherently sarcastic.
Or... there is some strange force behind these murders.
Jiecheng Zhenjianyou: "And you have also seen it. By sorting out some information, you can see that these photos of the deceased have an... indescribable similarity."
Yes.
Even leaving aside the data.
The resemblance in the photos of these murdered "Green Willows" during their lifetimes is also very telling.
"Boy, what do you think? Do you think this is some kind of curse?" Uncle Jie Cheng rubbed his temples.
"Curse? You mean, you suspect there is a connection between these things and the Qingliu who used to be Xiao Binze?"
"maybe."
Xiao Binze's Qingliu, because he lived a long time ago, there is no photographic information about him.
No one knows what he looks like.
Even before, Kamiyagawa only learned about Aoyagi through the diary found in the Xiangyue family. Until now, he only knew Aoyagi's surname, and he didn't even know the other person's name.
However, this person is very important.
Not just because he made a cursed item kit that could wipe out an entire area.
What's more, this Aoyagi is currently known to be the second person besides Takiyashahime in history who may have successfully performed the "worshiping at the ugly time" ceremony.
In other words, there is a high probability that there is a connection between Qingliu and the God of Darkness and Beauty.
As for the cursed dragon god, he still has an undying relationship with Kamiya River.
"Oh, by the way, there's this." Kensei Yuki picked up another A4 piece of paper from the table and handed it to Kamiyakawa, "This piece of paper is from the countermeasures room branch below, and it's included in the anonymous package received.
of."
Kamiyakawa looked at the white paper.
There are only black fonts printed on it——
[The green willows are the creatures of the curse. By being killed by others, they achieve self-multiplication. They will only become more and more numerous...]
"Who submitted this information? Have you found any clues?" Kamiyakawa's eyes fell on the paper.
"We don't know yet. The branch below has not found that person."
Regardless of who submitted the information to the Countermeasures Room, the other party seemed to have a somewhat too detailed understanding of the matter of "Green Willow".
Kamiyakawa quickly thought of something: "When the Taira Shomon incident happened before, there was also a mysterious person secretly assisting the countermeasures room."
"Yes." Jie Cheng nodded, "That time and this time were probably the same person, or the same group of people."
The affairs of Ping Jiangmen are also directly related to the God of Darkness and Beauty.
The dragon god even almost revived in Ping Jiangmen's body.
Therefore, it is really possible that the person behind these two incidents who is hiding and providing intelligence to the countermeasures room is the same person.