Chapter 686 Where is my army of sixty? Please vote for me
Jiang Xia possessed his consciousness into the puppet and moved his hands and feet slightly.
The materials for constructing puppets include shikigami and ghost fetuses.
And ghosts are inherently capable of night vision, so of course puppets can also see in the dark.
In Jiang Xia's eyes, the dark woods where one can't even see his fingers are clearer than when the sun is at its strongest during the day.
He looked at the vast forest, thought for a moment, and then walked towards a mountain path trodden by tourists.
What Toru Amuro said during the "small talk" just now was not only heard by Watanuki Chenzo's younger brother, but Jiang Xia also heard it.
And Jiang Xia felt that as long as Watanuki Tatsuzo had a little bit of analytical ability, he could, based on the information provided by Amuro Toru, lock the search scope at certain points that are ten minutes away from the top of the mountain and the intersection of commonly used paths. There will be
A gathering place for the younger brothers.
Ten minutes later.
Jiang Xia was slightly surprised to find that she had indeed found the target of entertainment when she was bored.
——He went straight to the little brother who sometimes looked up at the treetops, sometimes looked down at the roots, and seemed to be helping Watanuki Chenzo find a red handkerchief.
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Yamada Takeru, as someone who has been following Watanuki Tatsuzo ten years ago, has always been worried about his superiors and takes Watanuki Tatsuzo's orders as his own responsibility. He is a qualified and loyal old subordinate.
Not long ago, he received a call from Watanuki Tatsuzo.
"I just got news from Konno - when a detective went up the mountain, he noticed a faded red handkerchief on a nearby tree." Watanuki Tatsuzo said:
"That is to say, the target maple tree should be in a strip area nearly ten minutes away from the top of the mountain. You notify others of the news and prioritize the search from the paths most commonly passed by tourists."
The strip area surrounding the mountaintop shooting location, plus the roads most commonly passed by tourists when going up the mountain, intertwined this information into several points, outlining the most likely location of the target, greatly reducing their workload.
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Yamada Ken, who was running all over the mountain, realized this and breathed a sigh of relief.
But at the same time, he was a little alert: "Brother, detectives are very cunning. The news coming from them..."
"Don't worry." Watanuki Tatsumi was comfortably soaking in the bathtub, confident of winning:
"There are more than sixty of us. If the detective found any clues on the mountain and said that to lure us there and confirm our purpose, then the worst we can do is dig a few more corpse pits - Detective
They are often very arrogant and do not like to share information with the police before they only find anomalies but do not obtain conclusive evidence. It is not difficult to deal with them alone."
The current Chenzo Watanuki is no longer the same person he was five years ago who had no place to hide even if he wanted to dispose of a corpse. Today, he is already the well-known secretary-general of the Mud Can Association, with a large number of subordinates under his command.
Moreover, the difficulty of killing a detective who is naturally against them is completely different from that of a cadre in an assassination organization. The former is not afraid of his subordinates knowing about it. In short, if assassinating Omori Yuichi five years ago was a hellish difficulty, then now, dealing with a multi-disciplinary officer
The difficulty of a nosy detective is only equivalent to eating a plate of dessert.
"Okay." Yamada Ken was convinced.
He hung up the phone, sent a message to others, and followed Watanuki Tatsuzo's instructions to the possible "spots" to prepare to search for the body.
Not long after I arrived, I was looking for it intently.
Suddenly, I heard a faint voice coming from behind me: "What are you looking for? A corpse buried a few years ago?"
The dark woods, the cold mountain wind, and the ground where bones may be buried. Suddenly, a ghostly and erratic voice sounded from behind.
Fear pinched Yamada Ken's heart like a giant hand, and he suddenly reached for the folding knife hidden in his pocket. At the same time, he turned around quickly, and the thoughts of "self-defense" and "silence" came into his mind at the same time.
But before he could see the person behind him clearly, and before those thoughts could be transformed into the actions he should take, he was hit hard on the crook of his leg and fell to his knees. Then he was hit on the back and jumped into a ball.
The dust is choking in the dead leaves.
Before he got up, a force came from his back and he was firmly stepped on. For some reason, the sneak attacker seemed to be very skilled in this process of putting people flat. Yamada Ken thought he was well-trained, but just now
In that raid, he didn't even have time to react.
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Jiang Xia drove Matsuda Jinpei's puppet and lowered his head to look at the people at his feet.
Recently, I have seen a lot of high-end murderous auras. When I suddenly see ordinary murderous auras, I always feel like a bowl of rice followed by delicacies. The attraction is not as strong as before.
However, it is definitely better to pack up something that can be used than to stay in the restaurant and wait dryly for the uncle to go out.
Moreover, there are so many people all over the mountain, the total number is definitely considerable, and they are enough to make the psychic feel relaxed and happy. This beautiful night is still very long.
Jiang Xia thought as she held a branch next to her that was two fingers thick, intending to lift it up and use it as a weapon.
But before that, he thought of something and stopped.
"..." Uzo, the reserved substitute, should not be too similar to the real person. Especially when the main body happens to be nearby. It is best to have a little difference between the two...
Thinking this, Jiang Xia looked around. His eyes swept over the sharp rocks, dirty soil, and a few clusters of mushrooms after the rain under the trees... Finally, they stopped at Yamada's waist.
He squatted down, pulled out the belt that was the source of the frightening and murderous aura, and swung it a few times in his hand.
"..." Seems pretty good?
At least it sounds like the shocking sound is no worse than throwing a stick, and hitting someone should be painful enough.
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At night, there was a commotion at the Red Tree Hotel at the foot of the mountain.
Some campers couldn't sleep in the middle of the night and went out late at night. They wanted to appreciate the different beauties of the filming locations. As a result, there was no hazy moonlight in Maple Leaf Mountain at night, let alone the beauty under the moon. Instead, it was so gloomy that nothing could be seen clearly. In the end, the literary camping
The victim stepped on the dead body, tripped and hugged the dead body sincerely.
After turning on the flashlight and seeing clearly the dead man beneath him and the blood covering his body, the camper grabbed his companions and ran down the mountain, crawling on the ground and howling. When he reached the halfway point of the mountain, he came to his senses and called out slowly.
police.
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at the same time.
Toru Amuro was spending time in the hall with Jiang Xia, waiting to observe Watanuki Tatsuzo's reaction, and try his best to organize the final stage of the task - if Watanuki Tatsuzo rested, they would also go back to the house to rest; Watanuki Tatsumi
Let's go, they immediately came out for activities, that would be too obvious. After all, the two of them are still detectives on the surface, and there are many people nearby. In addition to the peripheral members of the group of organizations in Gunma County, there are also many people around.
The people of Kankanjinzo. Before Watanukijinzo shows enough abnormality, they have to become more normal.
