"There's nothing to be afraid of about thunder and rain. Uzo can't control the weather. This only shows that what's happening now has nothing to do with him."
Maya Hashimoto hid in a seemingly safe room, holding a tea cup and taking a sip to calm down her shock.
He looked at the brightly lit residential buildings in the distance and muttered to himself: "It's just that weather like this always reminds me of the terrible thunderstorm on the plane... But what does this have to do with me? As long as I am determined
By not showing up and not interacting with anyone else, I won’t be dragged to the center of the stage.”
Thinking of this, and thinking of the two caretakers who were still busy outside for a group of students and had not come back yet, Maya Hashimoto sighed with pity and sympathy: "... I wish you good luck."
Just as he was about to go back to the bed and sit down to rest, at this moment, a panicked figure suddenly ran past the corridor dozens of meters away outside the window.
"...?"
Maya Hashimoto's heart skipped a beat, and she looked again and again, confirming that it was really a person: "..." He ran out alone at night, this person didn't want his life?!
He was silently shocked in his heart, completely forgetting that he was once a ruthless maniac who walked alone in the deep dark night, stabbing an organization's target.
Although there was no evidence, Maya Hashimoto seemed to see some bad premonition about to come true - it was as if an invisible curtain was slowly opening over the heads of all the islanders.
…
a few minutes ago.
Matsuzaki Haru returned to his room, strode to the bathroom without even turning on the light, picked up cold water, washed his face, and then exhaled heavily.
She thought she had gotten over the accident three years ago, but when she actually stood on the stage again, Matsuzaki Haru discovered that that too dazzling figure seemed to always linger on the stage and never left, making her
All the rest of them were reduced to supporting roles and shadows.
Just like when her brother went to visit the drama club, those gentle eyes should have been watching her the whole time, but in fact, Matsuzaki Masahiko's eyes were all on Tsukishima Fuyuko, as if she was the only real bright moon.
Others are just supporting stars.
The old theater just now was not equipped with good sound-absorbing equipment, and no music was played during rehearsals. Therefore, the audience sitting in the front row may not know that what they think they are "talking to themselves" actually often floats to the stage.
in the actor's ears.
"Is there really such a big gap?" Matsuzaki Haru smiled bitterly and wiped the water on his face, "Even today, three years later, you can still be full of praise and say, 'We are not as good as her'. It hurts so much."
Human words.”
She was talking to herself in front of the mirror, but suddenly she felt something was wrong.
There was something pressed against the cabinet door next to the mirror, as if someone had opened the cabinet door.
Matsuzaki Haru opened the cupboard door doubtfully, raised his eyes and suddenly froze, his pupils trembling slightly.
This was originally a place where she kept various toiletries and cosmetics. Although Matsuzaki Haru had lively short hair, it was just to distinguish herself from Toda Kiwako. Before falling in love with her brother, she also used to have long hair.
The gentle female student.
In fact, she loves beauty very much. She must put things neatly and keep cosmetics at regular intervals between each other.
But at this time, those intervals were roughly disrupted: the small cupboard, which was originally perfect, became crowded and messy because something that shouldn't have been squeezed in was squeezed in - among the many beautiful bottles and cans
, a brown-black glass bottle was placed abruptly in the middle, with a label that had been burned and was so old that it had faded.
Matsuzaki Haru stretched out his hand and picked it up tremblingly. He saw that the handwriting on the label was still vaguely legible: [Sulfuric Acid, H?SO?, 500ml]
……sulfuric acid?
A bottle of sulfuric acid that was spilled?!
Huge fear struck, Matsuzaki Haru shook his hand, and the bottle fell on the sink. The liquid spilled and poured on the shower curtain nearby, instantly burning off a corner. At this time, Matsuzaki Haru discovered that there was actually written on the shower curtain.
With a few lines of blood words——
[I want your face to look like Tsukishima Fuyuko]
The extremely impactful word "blood" makes people feel as if they have returned to the day when Toko Tsukishima jumped from the roof of the hospital with an ugly face burned by sulfuric acid.
Matsuzaki Haru could no longer suppress the fear in his heart and suddenly let out a scream of terror. But there was heavy wind, rain and thunder outside, but no one heard it.
After sitting paralyzed on the ground for a while, Matsuzaki Haru stared at another message left by an unknown person. He suddenly gritted his teeth, stood up tremblingly, turned around and walked out.
…
In the corridor, a tall figure was hiding in the dark. He looked at Matsuzaki Haru's leaving figure and silently pushed up his glasses.
Belmod looked at Haru Matsuzaki, then at the room she hadn't had time to close the door, and quickly understood something: it seemed that the female college student was frightened or threatened by something, so she rushed to the appointment alone.
"If the sea snake bite incident hadn't happened, Haru Matsuzaki would be living with Kiwako Toda now. However, the case before going to the island prevented them from sleeping in the same room without any grudges like before.
In other words, it was precisely because of the sea snake incident that they had the conditions to enter the net alone..."
Belmod reviewed everything that happened, and suddenly discovered to his surprise that he seemed to have seen a little bit of the Uzobu Network's trajectory.
——In the two previous cases, one was a self-directed suicide attempt by a female high school student, and the other was an accident disguised as a sea snake bite, no one died, and without exception, neither of them made the news.
Even if someone did report it, if Belmod had not been specially invited to this group of people and had inquired about the inside story in advance, she would never have thought that this kind of incident without human life would have been taken seriously by her at all.
The little fight turned out to be just one of Uzo's chess pieces.
In other words, if she had not been involved in this matter, then what Bermod would see afterwards would only be this case that happened on the island. Then she would sigh as blankly as before.
This young cadre is truly terrifying.
"From this point of view, Uzo's previous sudden and precise assassinations were indeed not the so-called good luck, let alone magic, but were paved the way bit by bit with great patience like this.
"Those so-called accidents and coincidences are actually inevitable. It's just that his behavior was too hidden and was not discovered by others."
"Amazing talent, extraordinary patience, precise control of people's hearts. It turns out that those who achieve great things are both genius and hard work. Although the direction of hard work is scary...but it is undeniable that it is these that create that powerful person.
