I've already worn the same clothes, why did I still get caught and fucked?

After reading the news, even Kurosawa was a little frightened.

If these news are just some ghost stories, then at most they can be regarded as entertainment, and reading more of them can be beneficial to your physical and mental health.

But if these are all true, it would be hard to imagine.

Real ghost stories are happening around us. If people knew about this, I'm afraid no one would be able to calm down!

Now that we have one thing, we need to confirm it.

So, are these ghost stories true?

At this time, Ogawa was still reading these stories. Now, he actually believed them more than Kurosawa.

Say why?

That starts with what they found on the victim's computer.

The victim had the habit of writing a diary, in which he recorded information about the strange website.

June 6th, sunny, I received a warning and a curse. I was also surprised by Araki's death, but he committed suicide, so what does it have to do with me?

And I am not the only one who attacks him online. I am just a person who does not know the truth.

June 6th, cloudy. I told Haruko what happened. She expressed sympathy for my situation, but I could sense that she felt more sympathetic towards Araki.

Araki is indeed a victim. I admit that I shouldn't have made a premature judgment, but I have deeply realized my mistakes. It's all the fault of those female boxers. They actually wrongly accused an innocent person for no reason.

At worst, I can seek justice for him.

June 6, cloudy. What on earth is going on? I was just surfing the Internet for a while. How did a whole morning pass by?

June 6, light rain, this strange website again. It seems different from last time. The strange dial seems to have moved a lot more.

My time seems to have been stolen. What is going on? Should I tell others? I am afraid no one will believe this!

June 6, sunny, the website appeared again. Even though I closed it in time, my time was still stolen. I decided to look for similar things.

June 6, sunny, what did I see? Urban legend? But what happened around me really seemed like an urban legend. Will I die?

June 6, cloudy. I seemed to be seeing hallucinations. And the black cat that reported death in the hospital actually came to me. Damn it, why did it come? I hope I will be fine!

No, I'd better tell Haruko about this. It doesn't matter if he laughs at me, but I think with Haruko's personality, she won't laugh at me, right?

June 6th, I really don’t know what happened. I haven’t been online for a long time, so why did this watch face appear on my phone?

Do you really want me to die too? Who is it? Get out of here if you have the guts!

June 6, the time on the dial is getting shorter and shorter, and it will soon be 13 o'clock. Am I really going to die? Should I leave a suicide note? Forget it, I don't have much property in total, so I'd better give it all to Haruko.

The diary ends here. Ogawa frowned, as if he has not yet extricated himself from his thoughts.

At this time there was a knock on the door.

"Please come in!"

Ogawa closed his eyes in pain and rubbed his brows roughly.

"Buyer, Miss Haruko is here!"

"Well, I see."

After taking a few deep breaths, Ogawa stood up and walked outside, heading towards the interrogation room.

"Ms. Haruko, what is your relationship with the victim?"

Haruko is a pretty woman with a little baby fat on her face. She is the kind of gentle woman.

"He is my boyfriend and we have been together for many years. Although he doesn't have much money, we are still full of hope for the future..."

"Can you tell me if the victim had any strange behavior before he died?"

Haruko raised her head and looked at the police officer opposite her. She opened her mouth slightly, then seemed to think of something and closed it tightly again.

The police officer on the opposite side saw the problem and naturally would not let it go.

"Ms. Haruko, please cooperate with us!"

"Yes! Yes! I will cooperate!" Haruko seemed a little flustered at this time.

After she calmed down, she continued, "Gui Sheng has always been very concerned about a website. He said that it was a website he visited accidentally."

When he heard that it was a website, Xiaochuan became excited. Everything seemed to make sense at once.

"Gui Sheng once told me that it was a strange website. There was only a dial on the website, and he said his time was stolen. I didn't care at the time, but later, he seemed to be very panicked."

The police officer felt very strange when listening to his answer. He didn't think it had anything to do with the case, but out of responsibility, he still recorded it.

"After that, he was always very frightened, as if he was avoiding someone. I'm not afraid of you laughing at me, but my father once borrowed money from loan sharks. He looked a lot like my father. So I thought..."

Her words provided the police with new information, but it was of no use.

After various investigations and even various communication records, there was no record of the victim borrowing money.

This case seems to have hit a dead end again.

Just when Xiaochuan was thinking hard, the public security people arrived at their territory.

"Is this Inspector Ogawa? Hello, I'm Maeda Nobuzawa. We're here to take over a case you have on hand."

For some reason, Ogawa immediately thought of the case at hand.

"Is it a computer murder case?"

"Yes!"

Hearing the clear answer, Ogawa showed a bitter smile on his face, but he was also relieved at the same time.

In any case, the case was handed over.

Then what happens from now on will not be their responsibility, but the details of this case and its strange aspects are still lingering in his mind for a long time.

After seeing off the police, Ogawa lit a cigarette in his office.

His mind is now completely empty, and he feels both relaxed and lost.

This case is so bizarre that it would be difficult to investigate it with their abilities.

He also found it hard to imagine why the police were alarmed.

Has this incident escalated to the level of national security authorities?

Unwilling to give up, Ogawa contacted Kurosawa again.

"Hei Ze, help me check one more thing!"

When Kurosawa heard this, the veins on his forehead popped out one by one.

Damn it, this is the tone of command. Am I your slave?

"Say..." He uttered a word through gritted teeth.

"You should be familiar with the case I'm investigating now, right? Help me check if there are any similar cases."

Kurosawa was naturally aware of his thoughts, and then he started working on the computer.

Then, I saw a shocking number.

5696. When Kurosawa saw this number, he fell silent again.