The world is restarting

Chapter 270 The Guest on a Rainy Night

Reverse the time for 10 minutes, outside Yamazaki's apartment.

"Jiro, the script you arranged this time is too bad. With such heavy rain, how could there be a new neighbor who has moved in to say hello at this time."

The little girl with ponytails, Misaki, was lying on the window glass, looking at the apartment ahead through layers of rain curtains, and complained, but her tone was a bit coquettish.

"Well, I forgot to check the weather forecast when I went out, and I didn't expect it to rain."

The young co-pilot next to him was lying on the steering wheel, turned his head sideways and looked at the brightly lit apartment on the left, "Forget it, this time it's an early step, come back tomorrow."

After speaking, he straightened up, inserted the key back into the car, twisted it around to start the engine, and was about to step on the clutch to start the car, when the lights in the apartment on the left suddenly flickered and the whole went dark.

This accident made Jiro move his eyes, subconsciously moved his eyes back, "Is there a power outage?"

"Yeah." The little girl lying on the window nodded and looked around, "The whole block has a power outage."

"With such a heavy rain, this situation is not unexpected."

Misaki turned her head, "Jiro, is this an opportunity?"

"Hmm..." The man named Jiro was considering the situation when he suddenly heard a vague scream coming from the direction of the apartment.

"Huh?" Misaki quickly turned around and looked at the dark house again, "What happened?"

Jiro also looked in that direction, pondered for a moment, took out the car key, and grabbed the door handle, "Misaki, don't get out of the car, I'll go and have a look."

"Okay." The little girl handed him an umbrella, "Be careful."

"Do not worry."

After Jiro got out of the car, he walked around the apartment and found an open window on the east side leading to the bathroom.

He turned in through the window, and just as he landed, he suddenly heard a soft "meow".

Jiro was stunned, and looked down, and found a palm-sized black milk cat in the corner of the bathroom.

It shrank itself into a ball, staring warily at the human who suddenly broke into the bathroom.

Jiro saw the blood on its front legs through the flash of lightning outside the window, "Are you injured, no wonder you don't have the strength to run away."

He glanced at the iron cage on the other side. Someone came here before him and opened the cage for the kitten.

It seems that [-]% of this business may have been pre-empted.

Jiro opened the bathroom door and walked lightly towards the bedroom where the noise was coming from.

One after another, screams came out through the crack of the door without interruption, sometimes interspersed with the sound of begging for mercy. After a while, seeing that begging for mercy was useless, they began to swear at people again...or to say, swear at cats?

Jiro stood at the door and raised his eyebrows. He didn't rush in. He didn't push the door open until the sound in the room became weaker and weaker and finally lost his voice.

The phone that fell to the ground was still on, and the low and gloomy game music lingered tirelessly in the room, as if playing a sad song to someone.Jiro saw a black figure jump out through the window of the room. He held his breath and stood there for a while, confirming that there was indeed no second living thing in the room, and then took out the flashlight and turned it on.

The white beam of light swayed on the ground, shining on a person whose face was scratched to death, blood on his neck was bleeding all over the floor, and he was dead. Jiro compared the photos on his mobile phone for a while before confirming that this person was the target of his mission. , that high school student with a cat abuse habit, Yamazaki Shota.

"Ah, this is really..." Jiro observed the obvious scratch marks on Yamazaki's face, and muttered in surprise, "Could this be the cat's revenge?"

The roaring thunder did not know when it stopped, but the pouring rain still poured down, with the momentum to wash away the filth of the world.

The black cat dragged its injured hind leg, slowly crawled under a ginkgo tree in the green belt of the community, and lay down quietly.

The small piece of land under its body is lighter in color than the rest, as if it had been dug up recently.Under the soil, four of its dead children were buried.

It moved to this block a few months ago, because the greenery here is very good and the environment is also very good, so it stayed.In this community where rich and noble families live, there are always some caring people who don’t hesitate to buy some cat food when they see wild cats.

In the beginning, it had a good life and gave birth to five children here.

It is a novice mother, and it was a little messy at first.But fortunately, there is a lot of food in this place, and its children survived safely.

In the garden of the community, you can occasionally see this big black cat basking on the lawn with five kittens of different colors.

The days passed peacefully, and the kittens were raised into healthy hairballs one by one.Until one day, the big cat who went out to look for food came back and found that his kitten was missing.

At first it didn't care, thinking that the naughtiest milk cat ran out to play and never came back.But after that, it ran around the community for two days, but failed to find the liveliest child.

However, this is just the beginning, no matter how strict it is to guard against, every once in a while, it will lose one kitten.

The big cat became more and more anxious and confused. It didn't know where the kittens went.

It wandered around the community, becoming more and more anxious, wary of everyone who approached.

Even so, its children were gradually reduced to only one.

Until the end, it was imprisoned in a cage without realizing it.

It finally knew where its kitten had gone.

The pattering raindrops hit the leaves, and the black cat lay quietly on the icy ground, feeling the heat from its body go away bit by bit.

This afternoon, it was in the flower bed, watching its last child being taken by a little girl.

That child has always been the luckiest of its siblings, and the human cub who took it has a warm and lovable aura, and it will live well in the future.

After sending away its last child, it can finally go to the person who killed its other children with peace of mind.

The black cat slowly closed its eyes, letting the rainwater falling from the branches and leaves hit its body.The revenge just now exhausted all its strength, the pain of the wound on its body did not wake it up, but it became more and more tired.

It doesn't want to do anything, it just wants to lie here quietly and sleep for a while.

The raindrops were like a lullaby, and the increasingly chaotic consciousness was floating in the sound of the wet rain. The black cat was lying in the cold rain, and suddenly remembered the humans who had fed him.

Although his own child was killed by others, in fact, in its view, human beings are not such a bad race.At least, in its lackluster life of running around and grabbing food, it has encountered many people who approached it and provided food for it. It always remembers the temperature of the fingertips of those people who stroked its fur.

The pattering of the rain stopped, as if it was blocked by something.

The black cat felt something stopped in front of it. With the last bit of strength, it opened its eyes and saw a pair of feet on clogs.

"Hmm...you look homeless," the man said.

Then, he squatted down, dragging his long bathrobe into the rain, stretching his pale fingertips in front of it, "Mind if I offer you a job?"

Jiro returns to the bar and tells Jose that their deal has fallen through.

"Huh? What's the matter, is that guy difficult to deal with?" Jose is the torturer who is helping here, a bald and strong man of foreign origin.

Misaki followed Jiro into the door, holding a black kitten with blood on its front paws in her arms, "No, because the cats took revenge first."

"what?"

This kind of thing is more like an urban legend or a strange story. Jose looked at the cat that Misaki brought back, "It?"

"No, it's another bigger black cat." Jiro carried the dripping umbrella to the balcony, and said from a distance, "I saw it with my own eyes. It's amazing, Hakata even has this kind of thing now." gone."

Misaki: "People who often abuse cats are finally retaliated by cats, isn't it also very relieved?"

"It's true to say that, but Misaki, we won't get paid like this."

"So, what's the matter with this black cat?" Jose brought the medicine box according to Misaki's request, and watched her carefully bandage the kitten's wound.

I don't know if he knew it was helping it, but the little black cat lay obediently in Misaki's arms and let her play with it.

"It was brought back by chance. It was the prey that the cat abuser didn't have time to catch. Misaki wanted to keep it, so I agreed."

The little girl holding the cat raised her head and gave Jose a flattering smile, "Jose, I really want to raise it."

The bald man touched his head, "I have no objection..."

Before he could finish his sentence, he suddenly heard a knock on the door.

"Da, da, da." Three times, knocking on the door very politely, unhurriedly, making one guess that the person at the door should be very quiet.

Jose and Misaki in the living room looked at each other, and then looked at the rainwater sliding down the glass outside the window.

"Is there anyone else coming at this time?"

Having said that, he still stood up and opened the door.

The cold wind mixed with the rain poured in, and the wind chimes under the eaves were jingling.

Jose stretched out his hand to block the rain that drifted into his eyes, and when he opened them again, he was really stunned.

The door was empty, and there was no one there.

"Jose, are there any guests?"

Jiro finally packed up and returned to the living room from the balcony.

Jose stepped aside and showed him the empty door, "I didn't see anyone, so no one would come here to play tricks in this weather, right?"

Jiro walked to the door, his eyes fell on the door and he stopped suddenly.He stretched out his fingers and dipped the transparent liquid hanging on the door to the tip of his nose. The smell of rain and mud, and a faint smell of blood.

The rest of the place was dry, only this small piece was wet, obviously from the clothes that swept across the door when someone knocked on the door just now.

This shows that someone did come just now, but what about that person?

The woods outside the bar.

The girl in red stood there with her head bowed.Her whole body was dripping with water, her long jet-black hair slipped down her temples, covering her face, and the skin exposed between the collar was bloodless.

She was wrapped in black air, as quiet as a lifeless puppet, suddenly appearing in front of people, can really scare to death one or two people with bad hearts.

Opposite her, Ma Jingji, the Patriarch of the Changyi Gate, was holding on to a paper umbrella, surrounded by three slender shadow-like Shikigami, confronting her.

A bandage covered with spells covered half of the side face. The man's eyes behind the black hair were indifferent and sharp, and his dangerous temperament could almost rival the monster opposite him.

"Since I bumped into such a scene, you should have awakened, right?"

The girl in red slowly raised her head, the pupils behind her black hair were like deep black holes, empty.