He became a god in Japan starting with the bear disaster.

Chapter 26 Turning Point

The next morning, Lin Xiuyi finished her morning exercise as usual and went to school.

As expected, they ran into Isshiki Kinu who was waiting for them on the way.

"Good morning, Shuichi."

"morning."

Iseki Jin walked to his side.

"How's your thinking about what I mentioned coming along?"

"Hmm, I've been thinking about it, and it doesn't seem appropriate for a lone man and woman to be under the same roof, does it?"

"So what?" Isshiki Kin's face was beaming with a bright smile. "Aren't we friends? Could it be that Shuichi has some other special feelings for me?"

The more innocent and pure her smile, the more erotic traps were hidden in her words.

Isshiki Kin, you bastard, do you have to seduce even your savior?

Lin Xiu remained calm and said, "It's hard to say what I think. After all, these kinds of things can come very quickly once they're stimulated. I'm at an age where I'm bold enough to think and act, and sometimes I might not be able to control myself."

"Oh, come on," Isshiki Jin laughed, covering her mouth with her hand. "I meant those kinds of thoughts about romantic relationships. Shuichi, how could you think such lewd things?"

Lin Xiuyi found this strange and subconsciously retorted, "Isn't the development of romantic feelings between men and women ultimately for the purpose of intercourse and the production of offspring?"

"...?"

The two chatted as they walked to the school.

Today was truly a bright and sunny day, the sunlight generous yet not scorching, shining brightly across every corner of the world. But for Lin Xiuyi, the tone of the day turned eerie after he woke up and saw the new commission.

[Consignment]

Do you know what the most unbearable smell is? It's the smell of decay. In summer, in just one night, the putrid fumes from garbage accumulate and dissipate by morning, wafting into other people's noses. It's clearly a crime for someone to be so irresponsible and litter like this. Therefore, go to the school's classroom office and clean up that garbage!

[Reward: 10 points]

[Objective: Clean up the rotten trash in the first-year high school office]

Status: Incomplete

There's an eerie feeling about this commission.

"I need to go to the office first, do you want to come with me?"

"Is there something you need to talk to the teacher about?"

I guess so.

When they arrived at the office door, two teachers who had arrived early were standing in front of the office, looking puzzled.

"Strange, why can't the door be opened?"

"Did someone lock it from the inside? But the office door wasn't locked."

Lin Xiu heard their conversation and reached out to push the door, but it got stuck after only moving it a little bit.

The office facing the corridor had no windows, only a small window above the door.

"Hey, is anyone there?"

A teacher tried knocking on the door, but received no response.

Lin Xiuyi realized that things were getting strange. After his physical abilities were enhanced, his sense of smell also became more acute. At this time, he could always smell a faint odor. He sniffed the air and smelled the "rotten gas" that the commissioner had mentioned.

"What brings you two to the office?"

Isshiki Kin looked at Lin Xiuyi, who frowned and said, "Can't you smell something?"

"odor?"

Upon hearing this, all three sniffed the air. "No, I don't think so."

Lin Xiuyi tried to match this "rotten" odor with something in his memory, and finally, the image that came to mind was a stray cat that had been dead in a garbage dump for two days.

Something definitely died in the office!

He immediately raised his foot and kicked the office door hard, knocking it askew.

"Hey, what are you doing!"

The teacher standing nearby immediately tried to stop him.

Lin Xiuyi was grabbed by the teacher who came from behind, but this gave him the leverage to kick out even harder, completely opening the door. A broom that had been blocking the door fell to the ground along with the broken door.

Everyone was stunned.

What came into their view was the figure of a person in the office.

With his back to them, he quietly tilted his head, his feet off the ground, and a rope around his neck that was connected to a light tube on the ceiling. His body was suspended in the office like this.

This is a hanged corpse.

"It's Maeda..."

The teacher who was holding Lin Xiuyi let go.

Lin Xiuyi wouldn't mistake the body; it belonged to his homeroom teacher.

—Kenpei Maeda is dead.

The teacher, caught in the chaos, frantically pulled out her phone, only to drop it on the ground. She scrambled to pick it up, but her trembling hands caused her to drop it again and again. Everyone else was also completely gripped by fear; even Isshiki Kin turned to look at Lin Xiuyi, bewildered.

Only Lin Xiuyi remained calm. He took out his phone, called the police, and walked around to the body, where he saw the peaceful expression on Maeda Kenpei's face as he died.

Police arrived quickly, immediately cordoned off the scene, took photos and collected evidence, and conducted preliminary questioning of those present.

When Principal Daiji Yokota appeared, he was still wearing his pajamas. Maeda Kenpei's wife, Masako, got out of his car with him. The two of them rushed into the office. One of them was pale and was asking the police all sorts of questions. The other was in tears and wanted to break through the police's obstruction to touch her husband's body.

Finally, Keizaburo Maeda arrived, limping. He silently stared at the black plastic bag containing his son's body, without making a sound, and then followed the police and the body away.

"Oh, you're the student who called the police, right? Would it be convenient for you to give a statement as a witness? We can find an empty classroom; we don't need to go to the police station."

Two policemen pulled Lin Xiuyi aside to take her statement. They asked questions, and Lin Xiuyi answered, finishing the interview hastily after a few words.

"He really did commit suicide."

After writing the last word, the police officer put down his pen and gave a summary to his colleague beside him.

"Yes, let's pack up and call it a day..."

I don't think so.

Lin Xiuyi expressed her opinion.

The two policemen exchanged glances, then burst out laughing: "What else could this be but suicide? Don't get too caught up in conspiracy theories, young man. All the evidence proves this was a suicide, even your testimony suggests that, doesn't it?"

"I simply answered your questions, but the answers to those questions are not enough to prove that this was a suicide."

"Hanging, locking the door from the inside, and the fact that the deceased showed no signs of resistance before death—these are all evidence of suicide, you know? If you're still not convinced, I can also tell you that there were no signs of anyone climbing over the windowsill, no fingerprints left by anyone else on the rope, and absolutely no other injuries on the body..."

Another policeman, clearly disapproving of the young man's persistence, mocked, "Why don't you tell me? If it wasn't suicide, then who else could have killed your teacher?"

"There is only one person, of course—my principal, Yokota Daiji."

Lin Xiuyi did not hesitate.