This Japanese Story Is Not Too Cold

Miyamoto Nakoto stared blankly at the corpse whose flesh was softened and even oozing pus, after a while——

She stood up silently, not even caring about the pus all over her body, she shrank directly behind Beichuan Temple, her fingers tugged at the corner of Beichuan Temple's clothes, her face turned blue, she was so frightened that she couldn't even cry out.

Beichuan Temple pulled her away expressionlessly, but the author of horror novels simply shrank behind him and refused to show his head again. Even when Beichuan Temple pulled her, this girl who was already in her twenties was still Trembling all over, I dare not even raise my head.

Seeing this situation, Beichuan Temple consciously took two steps forward, trying not to have any intimate contact with her.

After all, if something happened with the other party here, Beichuan Temple felt a little bit unworthy of Kamiya Mirai who insisted on sending him greeting messages every day.

"This should be the corpse of the ghost talk anchor." Beichuan Temple didn't care about the stench, and stretched out his hands to look over and over the corpse on the ground.

The corpse was wearing a baseball cap, and there was a gap on the head that had been hit by a blunt instrument. Black pus oozes from the completely shriveled and blackened eyes. His skeleton and shrunken muscles can also tell that this is a male corpse, especially the baseball cap on his head has also revealed his identity.

But the most disgusting thing was the smell of dead bodies.

After releasing him from the locker, the stench made Takashi Tanaka and the others retch for a long time.

Seeing that Beichuan Temple could squat down and turn the corpse over to look at it expressionlessly, Takashi Tanaka and the others felt that their understanding of Beichuan Temple had improved again.

"This is... the baseball cap I shared with my sister?" Miyamoto Nakoto, who had calmed down, finally showed her face. The corpse fell into her arms just now, which made her so flustered that she didn't pay attention at all. to these details.

It may be because this spiritual realm is different, but the corpse in the baseball cap is still fresh.

"Compared to this..." Beichuan Temple took out the kettle from the folding schoolbag, washed his hands a little, and then looked at Takashi Tanaka and the others: "Have all the materials been sorted out?"

"I found something suspicious. It seems to be about a person's medical record." Takashi Tanaka stopped the nausea churning in his stomach, and took out what the three of them found and handed it to Beichuan Temple.

Medical records?

Beichuan Temple's spirit could not help but take over the stack of medical records and read them carefully.

After reading it, he realized that this was not a medical record in the strict sense, but a pile of mental illness records.

The simple mental observation form has neat black writing on it.

This handwriting is different from the handwriting on the outside wall, so it can be inferred that it was not written by the same person. Of course, the possibility of imitation is not ruled out.

Beichuan Temple picked up the flashlight and aimed it, reached out and opened the first page.

January 12, 2016, Saturday (Saturday). Observation records (1):

Patient: Haru Ogiso.

Condition observation: Mr. Ogiso has been suffering from depression and anxiety for a week, accompanied by mild delusions. It seems that he has maintained such a bad mental state since he officially took over Jishi Paradise. Maybe it's too much work pressure.

I asked Mr. Ogiso what was the source of the disease that made him suffer so much?

But every time this topic is discussed, Mr. Ogiso always has a very painful expression on his face, and the words he wants to say can only be swallowed back into his stomach.

Why is he in so much pain?

I asked for his permission, and began to write down the observation records that cooperated with the treatment.

After reading a page, someone stood beside Beichuan Temple curiously and asked, "Who is this person named Haru Ogiso? Could it be the clown himself?"

Beichuan Temple did not answer this question for the time being, but continued to scroll down.

Tuesday, January 22, 2016 (Fire Day). Observation record (2):

Patient: Haru Ogiso.

Condition observation: With the use of antidepressant drugs, Mr. Ogiso's condition seems to have improved significantly, and he will talk to me from time to time, and it seems that he has completely walked out. But routine appointments are still in progress.

This time I asked again about the source of Mr. Ogiso's illness.

After all, it is impossible for people to suffer from depression for no reason, either from external pressure or psychological pressure.

This time Mr. Ogiso finally started to describe while stuttering.

Ogiso: I don’t know what’s going on, I always have a special impulse... When I see tourists gathered, I want to rush up and knock them down, and when I hear children’s laughter, I feel like I’m all over my body. Uncomfortable... I have been haunted by this inexplicable impulse, as if there is a devil oppressing my heart.

Speaking of this, Mr. Ogiso showed a hesitant look on his face.

Ogiso: Sometimes... I even... have the urge to crush them all to death. But the meds are working, and I'm now able to control my impulsive emotions. You know, I dare not tell others about this kind of thing. If the boss of the club finds out, my position as the general manager will be...

After that, I asked some questions about Mr. Ogiso, and he answered some common-sense questions as if he was in good spirits. It can also be seen that the current treatment is very effective.

This is the end of the second page of records.

Seeing this, the people behind Beichuan Temple have already understood a little bit: "It turns out that the person in charge of this park has mental problems. This can indeed explain why he immediately ran to the haunted house to commit suicide after the park was closed again. .”

Beichuan Temple didn't just come to a conclusion like this, but just silently turned to the third page.

This time the time directly spanned more than two months, and came to March of 2016.

And the first sentence at the beginning of the observation table is: I really didn't expect such a haggard person to be that Mr. Kiso.

Mr. Ogiso's condition deteriorated rapidly when I didn't know it, and the effect of drug suppression alone has been negligible. What happened to make it like this?

It seems that there are some conflicts in the family, which can also be known from what Mr. Ogiso said.

His expression was distorted, he was struggling, and sometimes he would pull his hair off. For the sake of Mr. Ogiso, I increased the use of suppressive drugs, hoping to have an effect on his increasingly serious condition. At the same time, I was constantly enlightening him. Hope it can get him out of the short-term pain.

But Mr. Ogiso was holding his head in pain the whole time, and he was still chanting: "It's too late...it's too late."

late? It's too late?

What exactly does this mean? I hope I can hear Mr. Ogiso's explanation in the next heart-to-heart talk.

This sentence was left at the end of the observation form.

This worry visible to the naked eye made the others tremble.

What happened after Haru Ogiso? What happened from January 22, 2016 to March?

Needless to say after that, Beichuan Temple has already consciously turned to the fourth page, which is the last page of this observation list.

Under the columnar light of the flashlight, the content of this page came into everyone's eyes.

May 4, 2016...

The patient was still Ogiso Haru.

The observation column reads: It has been two months since I saw Mr. Ogiso last time and I talked to him again this time. Mr. Ogiso has a cheerful tone and a sense of humor when talking to me.

Talking about the past, he still laughed.

Mr. Ogiso seems to like to smile, which is of course a good thing, after all, a smile is a symbol of a person's health.

After conducting some simple psychological evaluations on him as usual, I came to the conclusion that his mental state is completely healthy now.

To be honest, I am really more and more curious about what happened in the past two months and how Mr. Ogiso got out of that bad state.

But no matter what, with Mr. Ogiso's current mental state, he no longer needs to take medicine, and he has completely returned to a normal life.

I should always remember his smiling face that got rid of the pain, right?

The recording is interrupted here.

Reading this page only made people more confused.

The record on this page should say that Ogisoharu's illness has been completely cured, and he can even chat and laugh happily with the psychiatrist.

Such a person... would really commit suicide?

They looked at Beichuan Temple together, as if hoping that Beichuan Ameng could give them a correct explanation.

After looking at this group of anchors and novel authors who were older than him and still showed the expressions of the young birds looking at the elders, Beichuan Temple also frowned, and reminded:

"Look at the time on the observation watch."

time?

When everyone heard this, they all focused their attention on the time column of the mental observation table.

From January 2016 to May 2016.

"What's so important about this? I don't quite understand. Brother Beichuan, don't make a fool of yourself, just tell us." Tobeda scratched his head, fully demonstrating the feature that all the muscles grow in the brain.

Beichuan Temple couldn't help but glanced at the big man, and then said with disgust, "It's not a matter of being mysterious or not."

"In fact, things have been explained very clearly here."

Beichuan Temple paused and raised his eyebrows; "This little Kisoharu suffers from a serious mental illness, and he hasn't recovered from the beginning, that's all."

"But this doctor's psychological assessment..." Tobeda opened his mouth.

"The doctor's psychological evaluation can't explain everything." Beichuan Temple said in an exceptionally calm tone.

He has seen too many such things, even the information found in the spiritual domain will have mistakes. Therefore, it is most important to maintain a skeptical heart at all times.

But except for Nakoto Miyamoto who showed a generally understanding expression, the other three boys still stared with big eyes, not quite understanding what Beichuan Temple meant.

"Let's sort out the overall clues first." Beichuan Temple pointed to the medical record: "First of all, we can basically confirm that Ogiso Haru is the general manager of Jishi Paradise. Right?"

"En." Several people responded in unison, obediently like elementary school students attending a class.

"According to this newspaper, you can also see that Jishi Paradise opened in January 2016. During this period, Ogiso Haru was appointed by the company's boss as the general manager of Jishi Paradise, right?" Beichuan Temple continued to ask road.

"Yes." Several people leaned over to confirm the contents of the newspaper and nodded in unison.

Quest Land did officially open in January 2016.

"During this period, Haru Ogiso developed a little anxiety and depression for some reason. We can assume that it was employment pressure. Because it was the first time to accept such a difficult job, Haru Ogiso, who was not in a good state of mind, was under pressure. spiked, and he developed anxiety and depression."

Beichuan Temple's voice paused, and he turned to the second page of the observation list: "Afterwards, he took antidepressant drugs according to the doctor's orders, and finally suppressed his illness temporarily. This is where the second page comes in. Record."

He continued without stopping: "Next is the most critical third page. Ogiso Haru's condition has deteriorated sharply due to some family reason-what is the family reason...? Due to the lack of clues, we will temporarily Leave it alone, just know that Haru Ogiso, who was already suffering from job pressure, suffered a second blow. His condition is getting worse."

"And you may have overlooked a problem. The emergency park was closed once in March three years ago. The reason was that there was a safety accident at the Cosmic Monster Hand amusement facility. In these two months, there were two consecutive strikes. Haru Ogiso It seems quite normal to see a sharp deterioration in the patient's condition."

After Beichuan Temple finished speaking, he turned the observation list to the fourth page.

"This page is also the most critical one. Ogiso Haru, who was already in a very serious condition, has miraculously recovered. He can also talk to the psychiatrist normally, but this is obviously unreasonable. Ordinary people can have such a powerful Is it the ability to adjust? If Haru Ogiso really has such an ability to adjust, will he still suffer from depression and anxiety?"

Beichuan Temple's indifferent question made several people speechless.

Seeing that they had nothing to say for a while, Beichuan Temple picked up the newspaper again: "At this time, the third blow came one after another."

On the newspaper, it was written in thick bold letters, 'Another safety accident occurred in the emergency park! The person in charge cannot absolve himself of the blame! ? '

It has to be said that Ogisoharu seemed to be possessed by the god of plague. One accident after another happened to him, which completely knocked his mental state to the bottom.

"Why do I ask you to observe the time, because on the fourth page, on May 4, 2016, after visiting the psychiatrist, Ogiso Haru went to the Haunted House facility of Jishi Paradise—"

He raised his head and said word by word:

"Hanging himself."

The air fell into an inexplicable silence.

It was quiet all around.

Goosebumps appeared on everyone except Beichuan Temple.

The person who was joking with you one second and seemed to be full of expectations for life, is smiling and calmly dying in the next second.

This is obviously not within the normal range!

Thanks to Lanzhu, Bingling Tianyu, the serious young man, Nero's Gudazi, the gentleman's library, the dark mantra, Xiaoqiangqiang for their rewards! Thank you so much!

There is one more chapter! I'm writing!