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1862【It's just Uzo's order】

Masumi Takamori turned back from the window and looked at President Inozuka, who provided her with a modeling job after she entered society and promoted her along the way. She buried her eyes in the shadow of her hair and whispered:

"I am the 'Funeral Silver Coin'? Why can you say such things as if nothing happened..."

Looking at her expression, Inozuka Jiro felt something bad. He stood up from the body vigilantly to prevent the woman from going crazy and rushing towards him to bite him: "Isn't it you? Then tell me why you are standing in this secret room.

In the same room."

Hearing his unabashed questioning and the genuine doubts in his words, an unforgettable scene he saw in elementary school suddenly appeared in Takamori Masumi's mind -

The pair of beautiful little birds raised in the class inexplicably pushed their eggs out of the nest and smashed them to pieces. However, as if nothing happened, they stood on the child's body and acted cutely to the classmates with an innocent look on their faces.

.

"I used to respect you like an elder, even like a father. When I speculated who the 'Funeral Silver Coin' was, I was the first to rule you out. But..."

Masumi Takamori let out a desperate sneer. She suddenly raised her hand, and the hand behind her back actually held a loaded pistol. She asked angrily: "Why am I standing in this room... Isn't this what I should be asking you?"

What, 'Funeral Silver Coin'!!"

There was a gunshot.

Less than three meters away, gunshots and blood sprays started almost simultaneously.

The bullet penetrated his chest. Inozuka Jiro looked shocked and fell to the ground. He never thought that this model, who was just an underage kid in his heart, actually had a gun hidden on his body.

Until he lost consciousness, he didn't understand why the plot was completely different from what he planned.

——After Inukai Kaname died, he had guessed the identity of the "funeral silver coin" and had already grasped the opponent's handle.

According to Inozuka Jiro's plan, the "Funeral Silver Coin" should obviously go to the meeting place to kill Jiang Xia after completing these serial murders, or commit suicide, and send him away in exchange for a famous detective...

But how could he be one step ahead and be sent away first?

...And what on earth is Takamori Masumi involved in? She shouldn't be the one to be buried with the silver coins.

In addition, why did Takamori Masumi ask him to bury the silver coins? How could he, Inozuka Jiro, use such a tortuous and insidious method of killing!

"Mr. Inozuka?!

"...Ambulance, call an ambulance!"

With question marks all over his head, Inozuka Jiro's consciousness gradually disappeared and sank into eternal darkness.



The ambulance roared in, carrying the lifeless Inozuka Jiro, and roared away.

When transporting people into the ambulance, Hashimoto Maya used a telescope to quietly observe the expressions of the medical staff. He found that one of them quietly shook his head at the other, and then the two of them carried Inozuka Jiro into the ambulance.

, it became quick but perfunctory - it seemed that this person was probably hopeless.

"How should I put it?" Maya Hashimoto put down the telescope. She thought she would feel panic. However, at this time, there was only a numb tranquility in her heart after the storm. "I didn't feel surprised at all."

Kurosawa and Ma went to inquire about the news and came back with the information: "I heard that he was taken away by a murderer who went crazy. Gee, this guy is really unlucky."

"Unlucky?" Maya Hashimoto chuckled twice and whispered, "It is indeed, but it is 'unlucky' in another sense."

Kurosawa and Ma Yi were startled and looked at him with some vigilance: "Why are you so talkative and can't say it directly? Do you know the inside story?"

Maya Hashimoto shook his head, looking like he couldn't say anything: "Let's talk about your next teammate. If your superior finds me troublesome, I don't mind flying solo - besides, since Inozuka

Jiro is dead, now is it up to you to make the decision? I suggest you change to a place with fewer people, but don't choose Gudao Villa or something like that, just find an ordinary residential house and forget about it."

"Let's talk about this later." Kurosawa Kazuma scratched his head, "Compared with the next hiding place, have you forgotten one thing? - That guy from Inozuka didn't send an appointment to Jiang Xia in your name last night.

Any news? What if you leave now and are suspected of being the murderer?"

"..."

Maya Hashimoto suddenly remembered that there was indeed such a thing, and her movements froze, wanting to rush down and beat Inozuka Jiro to death again.

Soon he took a deep breath: No, you can't be angry, you can't be impulsive, you have to maintain a peaceful mind...

He hurriedly recited the self-made Anti-Uzo Sutra in his mind and calmed down again.

Then he thought for a moment, stood up decisively, and went to pack his luggage: "Let's go. Jiang Xia will not find the wrong murderer. He knows that we are innocent, and..."

Halfway through his words, his movements suddenly froze. Maya Hashimoto stared at an extra piece of paper that appeared in the pile of clothes at an unknown time, with an expression as if he had seen a ghost.

——That is a simple and elegant piece of letterhead, which is provided by the hotel.

At this time, there were only two lines written in the letter:

[Let's chat. I'm very interested in your friendship.

——Ouzo]

A few cute letters like bubbles landed in Maya Hashimoto's eyes, but he almost stopped breathing.

...Just because the codename formed by this string of letters represents the terrible legend in that organization.

Even just this code name can make Maya Hashimoto's heart skip a beat. At this moment, when he thinks of the way it appears...

In Maya Hashimoto's mind, it was as if a new railway had been built with poor quality, leaving only a series of clacks.

Maya Hashimoto: "..." There are only two of them living in this room. Even the waiter will not come over. In order to prevent him from escaping, the window has been adjusted to a gap that can only be opened by a fist. Let alone people, the cat

It's hard to get in.

...So how did this note appear here?!

First of all, exclude yourself. Even if you are sleepwalking, you will not write such terrible things.

So is it Inozuka Jiro, or... Kurosawa Kazuma?

Maya Hashimoto hid the note calmly, slowly turned around, looked at Kazuma Kurosawa, and looked at him very seriously for the first time.

Kurosawa and Ma's backs froze as he stared at him: "?"

Maya Hashimoto: "..."

...it doesn't look like it.

Even if it was Kurosawa Kazuma who really brought the note in, this guy probably didn't take the initiative on his own, but was accidentally plotted.

Maya Hashimoto: "..." But he could be tricked into bringing in a note, he could bring in poison, he could go crazy in the middle of the night and strangle him to death... Maya Hashimoto is, after all, a member of the organization who licks blood from his knife edge.

In an instant, one hundred and one ways of death emerged, and the hairs on my back could not help but stand up.


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