November 3rd, Friday, sunny day.

When she opened her eyes, it was still the ceiling of the hospital. This conclusion hurt Yūki a lot.

Maybe it was because there were too many things about her that she felt that the daily life around her was the most normal.

Yūki couldn't understand what had happened to Mr. Fujinuma's family.

She had spent a lot of energy to interfere and help with M's matter.

?

M's matter was a success, but Mr. Fujinuma's matter was definitely not a success.

She didn't know what had happened last night. When Yūki opened her eyes last time, she found herself in the hospital, and she was sent to the hospital after being stabbed by a passer-by demon. She was completely dumbfounded.

She originally thought that everyone would have a vague memory after she died. Half an hour before she died, she was clearly staying in the room and looking at the ceiling. After she died, she should have continued to sleep.

Why did she end up in the hospital after being attacked?

Could it be that she didn't die at that time?

But wouldn't that be a repeat of yesterday?

In short, Yūki couldn't figure it out last time. Then, she did something stupid and had to repeat today.

Oh right, Yūki already knew about the existence of Visual Sense. The people from the martial investigation team told her about it.

Although she always felt that they had ulterior motives, Yūki didn't care about this kind of small matter since they kindly gave her a discount and invited her to work.

She originally thought that this little snake might know something, but it was a pity that he only had consciousness after Yūki was spat out by the snake. Other than knowing that he was a snake called Visual Sense, he only knew that he had a real master, the Queen Snake.

He didn't know anything about the Queen Snake and the circulation of death. In the past few years when he grew up with Yūki, he never thought about his own affairs. He was purely a stupid snake.

The good thing was that Yūki could dream recently. In her dreams, she would chat with that stupid snake.

Although the other party couldn't even speak clearly, he was a typical little kid. Every time he controlled his body, he just wanted to go back to sleep and do nothing. He was a little fool.

But this time, what should she do about Mr. Fujinuma's matter?

Lying on the hospital bed, Yūki heard the nurses around her calling for the doctor. She wondered how long she might have to stay in the hospital.

Ever since she was born in her mother's womb, she had always been weak and sickly. It was a hereditary disease in her mother's family.

It wasn't that serious, but she had to go to the hospital all the time.

When she was a child, Yūki's biggest wish was to run and jump outside without restraint. She wanted to see the scenery of various places. It would be best if she could play those exciting extreme sports.

As a young girl, her parents did not get along well with her family. Shi Xiji remembered that she did not like to smile at all. She liked funny and innocent things because just looking at them could make her happy for the whole day.

That habit continued to this day.

The reason why Xiji was able to maintain an optimistic attitude until now was because of the silly netizens, jokes, innocent girls, and delicious food that she relied on to survive.

However, when she was young, she probably didn't expect Yūki to be so healthy and aggressive after she grew up, so she didn't go out to take a look.

Hmph, family.

Humph, money.

Then, how was she going to spend the day?

First, she had to listen to the doctor's advice, talk to the uniformed man about what happened yesterday, and then deal with the people sent by Komori's family …

Anyway, it was already afternoon!

Yūki, who looked dispirited, patted her cheeks and tried to adjust her expression to make the girl in the mirror look happier.

After losing too much blood, her face was pale, and her eyes were blue. She looked like she was about to die, and her whole body was surrounded by a faint aura of death.

Yūki pressed her forehead. Her reflection in the mirror was really unlucky.

What was even more unlucky was what happened to Mr. Fujinuma.

Last time, she asked the uniformed man for a long time, but the result was that they didn't receive a police report about Mr. Fujinuma killing his mother, let alone arrest Mr. Fujinuma.

She had been struggling with this for a long time, and the uniformed man who came to ask about the situation wondered if Yūki had something wrong with her brain.

Mr. Fujinuma was fine?

Yūki didn't think that everything she saw at that time was an illusion.

After all, the hole in her stomach wasn't fake.

"Kōyūki, are you feeling better?" Reiko Shirai came to visit with fruit, representing all the residents of the apartment to see the doctor.

Today was Friday, so the landlord, Chie, didn't come. She only asked Reiko Shirai to come over to deliver something, and she would come after school.

Yūki nodded with a smile, put down the small mirror in her hand, and took the fruit.

The time was the same as last time, and the fruit was the same as last time.

Apples, bananas, pears, and half a honeydew melon. It was quite expensive in Jiansheng.

According to what they said yesterday, all the residents chipped in a little, which made Yūki feel a lot warmer.

After a few words of greeting, Reiko Shirai finally got to the point. She asked, "Kōyūki, did you see the criminal yesterday?"

"No, I didn't."

Yūki Xiao Xiao said, "Isn't that just an ordinary passer-by? He didn't know about Skylark's reputation and actually committed a crime in Jiansheng.

If he didn't get caught by the police and met Skylark, he might end up very badly. "

She remembered her answer yesterday was yes.

So in the afternoon, the uniformed men came again. They asked Yūki a lot of questions about the man's appearance and showed Yūki a profiling portrait.

Yūki remembered the portrait. The man's temperament was as cold as she described. At first glance, it was obvious that he was a man like a poisonous snake, but there were few similarities in the face.

That man had the face of a good person.

That's why Fujisuma's mother was deceived.

Yūki thought.

She was found dead in the house, so she must have been deceived into opening the door.

So Yūki said she didn't remember this time.

Last time, she was caught in the profiling hell for the whole afternoon. She changed seven or eight profilers, but none of them could draw that man.

A nice man, even a little bookish.

His eyebrows were broad, his face was rosy, and his eyes were not bloodshot. He lived a healthy and regular life.

His clothes were not very clear at night, but she could vaguely tell that it was a long windbreaker. The quality was good, and his financial condition should be good.

No one would pay much attention to him walking on the side of the road. It was like a good person who greeted people on the side of the road would definitely get a smile in return.

Yūki didn't remember much after that.

She didn't know why such a good person would kill Fujisuma's mother.

"By the way, Sister Riko, can you go back and ask Chie to come back tomorrow?"

"Don't you welcome her?"

"No, let her study in peace. I'm a little sleepy, so I'm going to sleep early." Anyway, Chie was blocked outside the ward by a lot of uniformed men last time.

She was sent to the hospital in time. After losing so much blood, a lot of blood was transfused into her.

Now, she could only lie down and not get out of bed. She even needed someone to help her go to the bathroom. She just felt a little weak.

Yūki used to be in the hospital all year round, so she was very clear about the routine of the hospital and her own body. Komori's family gave her enough money to live in a single room, which was already a luxurious treatment.

Anyway, Jiansheng Hospital was always in two states.

Taking in the defeated Skylark and supporting the sick old people.

People in Jiansheng rarely went to the hospital. If the problem could be solved by the nearby pharmacy, there was no need to go to the hospital.

After sending Reiko Shirai away, Yūki sighed again.

She didn't ask this time, but she asked a key question last time.

Mr. Fujinuma wasn't even in the apartment now. The person living next to Yūki was someone she didn't know.

Where did Mr. Fujinuma go?

Why did everyone's memory change?

Who on earth was that strange man?

Yūki didn't have enough information. Just like the Disorderly Step not long ago, she faced the problem of processor incompatibility.

In the end, there was still too little information. If she knew where Mr. Fujinuma was now, it might be possible. Now that she couldn't move, Yūki could only lie there and brainstorm.

A little later, an unexpected person came.

Sawada.

He shrank at the door, holding a fruit in his hand. He didn't look like he was here to visit, but to steal something.

With him were Prison Temple and Yamamoto. These three people were always together. It could be said that the embryonic form of the family they talked about was starting to form.

Thinking that a giant like Penglie had to be managed by a loser like Sawada, Yūki couldn't help but worry about the Dark World. Not to mention that his left and right hands were arrogant and naturally evil. None of them were easy to deal with.

But that wasn't the main point. The main point was that Sawada came to see the doctor … Why not Kyoko?!

"Yo, Sawada classmate."

"Ah, hello, Komori classmate …"

She originally thought that she could leave Penglie's clutches after leaving Jiansheng, but she was attacked the day before she left. Could it be that Penglie was behind all of this?

Sawada was a loser. Could it be that he was really a scheming boy?

But it was just visiting a patient. Most of the time, if you couldn't do anything for the patient, then everything was in vain.

Sawada gave her some fruit, and Yamamoto gave her sushi. It seemed like he made it himself.

As for the prison temple …

"Take it."

Looking at Prison Temple's heavy expression, Yūki also took the bottle of stomach medicine with a heavy expression.

"After the last time, I went back and searched for various stomach medicine and painkillers on the market. I found that these are the most effective and have no major side effects."

Yūki nodded sincerely.

As expected of a member of the Bi Yang Qi Victim Association. He understood her very well.

After eating Bi Yang Qi's dishes for two months, she still didn't develop any antibodies. Moreover, she was more and more afraid of Bi Yang Qi's face. Every time she saw it, she felt like her stomach was going to cramp to death.

When she accepted it, Prison Temple's eyes also conveyed a message.

'You actually ran away first!'

'What, I can run away. If you have the ability, run away too!'

Unlike Yūki, who was a victim halfway through, Prison Temple was Bi Yang Qi's biological brother. He was poisoned by her all year round. Even if he ran to Penglie's side to hang out with Sawada, he still couldn't escape Bi Yang Qi's evil claws. It was really sad and lamentable. Anyone who heard it would be sad and shed tears.

Now that Yūki couldn't take it anymore and ran away first, the only remaining victim was naturally the miserable Prison Temple.

When she thought of the life that Prison Temple would face in the future, Yūki barely suppressed her emotions and revealed a … snicker.

"You woman …!!"

Then Sawada hurriedly sent Prison Temple out of the ward.

He didn't know why Yūki, who used to be at odds with Prison Temple, had such a good relationship with Prison Temple now. Was it really because of his face?

Or was it because of his height?

Or was it because of his IQ?

Thinking of this, Sawada couldn't help but feel a heartache.

Don't be afraid. At least Prison Temple didn't have a good emotional quotient. He didn't know how to read people's expressions at all. He still had some possibility of being popular!

Although girls nowadays basically only looked at a face and money.

Sawada, who could still be hit by his own imagination after visiting a patient once, turned around and said goodbye to Yūki as he pushed the screaming Prison Temple out of the ward.

"Then we'll leave first. Have a good rest, Komori classmate."

"Okay, I will."

Before leaving, Yamamoto turned around and glanced at Yūki. He revealed a faint smile and nodded meaningfully.

Thus, Yūki was also dumbfounded. She pretended to smile mysteriously and nodded.

It was as if there was really something between them that couldn't be revealed.

Sawada:???

What was going on?

Why did it feel like everyone had a good relationship with Komori classmate and he was the only one who was always disliked?

Was it because of his face?

Was it because of his height?

Was it because of his athletic ability?

Was it because of his grades?

Or was it because of his money???

Sawada, who didn't know that once he inherited Penglie, he would be sitting on a family fortune of millions. He felt that fate was unfair to him and sadly left the ward.

Yūki ate a few pieces of sushi after they left. Yamamoto's cooking was really good. It seemed that he had to work hard. If Penglie collapsed, he could only come back and inherit his family's famous sushi restaurant.

Then, the most important thing now was to heal his injuries as soon as possible.

Then, he would investigate Mr. Fujinuma and find out what happened.