Takeshita Jun still stared at Zhou Weiguo with his dead eyes.
The whole air seemed to be frozen.
Zhou Weiguo felt a faint chill. He estimated that he was already aware of Hashimoto Ichiro's death, and might even suspect that he had done it.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" Zhou Weiguo looked at him calmly as Takeshita Jun leaned his head forward; "What's wrong with you, your fiancée has been snatched away?"
Takeshita Jun took a deep breath and looked into Zhou Weiguo's eyes; "Ichiro Hashimoto is dead."
What?
Zhou Weiguo's eyes did not show any panic or dodge, but instead showed surprise and disbelief.
Seeing that Takeshita Jun's eyes were no longer as sharp as before, he couldn't help but think to himself.
You underestimate my acting skills too much. If I could let you see through it, I would probably die long ago in the Army Military Academy without any bones left.
This is just a wave of clear water, just a small fight between some small teams. There is a life-and-death fight between factions. I have already practiced everything. You can tell from me what counts as my loss.
"How did he die? Where did he die? When did he die?" Zhou Weiguo saw that Takeshita Jun's eyes were not deceptive, so he dragged the stool and sat in front of Takeshita Jun and asked.
Takeshita Jun bit his lower lip: "Yesterday evening, he died in the lake. His neck was strangled."
Instead of being secretive, it is better to openly admit where you were yesterday.
Zhou Weiguo's eyes widened; "What, you're talking about the lake we often drink about that is haunted, right? The boss said someone died by the river today, it couldn't be Hashimoto."
He was dragged down by ghosts, and I was also there. The boss was my witness, and I didn't leave anywhere. The message Zhou Weiguo wanted to bring to Takeshita Jun was this. I was nearby, but I didn't know it was him who died.
Takeshita Jun raised his eyes to look at Zhou Weiguo and then lowered his head and fell into deep thought. After a long time, he raised his head and suddenly narrowed his eyes and asked coldly, "You killed Hashimoto, right?"
Zhou Weiguo became angry and slammed the table: "Takeshita Jun, damn you, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't talk nonsense. I have no enmity with him, so why should I kill him?"
Takeshita Shun suspected Zhou Weiguo in his heart. According to the news from there, Hashimoto's neck was directly broken. He taught Zhou Weiguo kendo and knew that Zhou Weiguo had martial arts skills. He couldn't think of anyone else except Zhou Weiguo in front of him.
Such ability.
However, the anger in Zhou Weiguo's eyes made him tilt his neck and swallow with uncertainty and asked, "It's really not you?"
Zhou Weiguo shook his head and shrugged; "He and I haven't even spoken a few words until now."
After thinking about it, he stretched out his hand and spread his fingers: "Not even five words."
This reason made Takeshita Jun unable to refute. He stood up and walked to the door and looked at the towering tree not far away in a daze. But Zhou Weiguo could see that Takeshita Jun's eyes when he walked to the door and turned around were still suspicious.
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It seems that I can't do it anymore. If I do it, this kid will really doubt me. I'd better wait patiently for the opportunity. I can't kill you now. When I leave here, I will do it to you.
But, just forget it?
After Zhou Weiguo confirmed that Takeshita Jun had left, he couldn't help but think about a question in his mind. Will he live in such a normal way next time?
The death of Ichiro Hashimoto caused a certain amount of turmoil, but it quickly disappeared without a trace, as if none of this had ever happened.
However, the short winter melon Fujino never showed up, and he probably became his scapegoat. Zhou Weiguo didn't feel any shame in his heart. For him, there were no good people in the Japanese army, and it didn't make any difference how many people died.
Zhou Weiguo didn't take any action, but Takeshita Jun looked at him very closely, and he was almost inseparable from him. Even if he only went to the toilet, he would squat in the pit together.
Zhou Weiguo, who had no intention of taking action, didn't care. Takeshita Junai followed him, since he would never be the one to suffer anyway.
If you follow yourself, you have to pay the price of declining learning. Zhou Weiguo doesn't care about the courses here, but Takeshita Jun does. After one semester, Takeshita Jun, who was at the top of every exam, suddenly dropped by more than a dozen places. This is all due to Zhou Weiguo.
During the holidays, you have to go out and go sightseeing. As for review and study, it does not exist here in Zhou Weiguo. Even if it does, it only takes a few days.
The suspicious Takeshita Shun couldn't find any evidence, but he was worried that Zhou Weiguo was the one responsible for the matter, so he could only follow in frustration. Even if it was a holiday, he had no intention of going home. Instead, he stayed here on the grounds of teaching Zhou Weiguo swordsmanship.
He went to school and accompanied and monitored Zhou Weiguo.
In a daze, at the beginning of the new semester, Zhou Weiguo still looked like an Adou who couldn't hold himself up against the wall. He had changed his clothes early on weekends and was leaning on the door with his trembling legs and his upper arms, waiting for Takeshita Jun to wash up.
Takeshita Jun, who came back from washing up with the washbasin, couldn't help but feel a little disgusted when he saw Zhou Weiguo's face smiling like a devil.
No matter how he looked at it, he felt in his heart that Zhou Weiguo was dragging him into the water on purpose.
He doesn't learn, and he won't let himself learn, but he still follows him, which ultimately delays his studies. He suspects that Zhou Weiguo did what happened to Hashimoto, but the problem is, after so long, he hasn't discovered anything.
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"I'm not going, you go by yourself." Takeshita Jun waved his hand, he couldn't follow him anymore, if he followed me, he would have to let him lead him into the ditch.
I have been monitoring me like a prisoner for several months, but now I will stop following me if I don’t want to. How easy is it?
Zhou Weiguo snorted in his heart and came to Takeshita Jun with a smile and closed the book he had opened; "That's okay, we are good friends, we should share together, right? After all, if someone dies in the school,
If you don't want to doubt me again, I think it's better for you to follow me."
When he saw it, Takeshita Jun was slightly stunned, but the smile in his eyes looked like you had misunderstood.
"What should I do with you? Last semester, you were just familiar with Kyoto, and you had to learn kendo, so I accompanied you. Now, there is no need. After a while, you will reach my level. I will also
Why do I accompany you?"
His face didn't turn red even when he told lies. He was indeed a good actor. Zhou Weiguo sighed and let go of his hand, walked to the door and turned back to point outside again; "I really won't go."
"I'm not going, I'm not going, you can go by yourself." Takeshita Jun responded impatiently. Zhou Weiguo hummed a tune with satisfaction, lit a cigarette and walked out.
To be honest, there used to be Takeshita Jun, but suddenly, Takeshita Jun stopped following me for the sake of his studies.
On the contrary, this made Zhou Weiguo feel a little lonely walking on the streets of Kyoto. It seemed that besides Jun Takeshita, he really couldn't find anyone to talk to.
Zhou Weiguo, who was walking on the street in a daze, not knowing where to go in the end, sat on a bench and looked at the various people, wondering if he should take action to kill one of them. However, when he thought about someone dying just after he and Takeshita Jun left school, this
Didn't it give him the opportunity to think that he was the murderer?
Forget it, I'll bear with you and write it down first. In addition to returning home, Zhou Weiguo made up his mind to get up and prepare to go back. However, the moment he turned around, a person passed by in a hurry, making him look blankly at the person who passed by him.
After a long time, he narrowed his eyes and pointed at the person's back in surprise and even excitement, "Why is she here?"
