Chapter 367 The dust settles on the murder case in Shikatori Town
"Art must be above common sense, art must be quite cruel, art comes from fear, art should be unpredictable, and art should be worth the pain."
The artist spoke in the rhythm of reciting poetry, waving his arms and expressing himself on the stage.
"——Art should shock people's minds."
Kacha——
As if in response to his words, the mask containing the soul cracked a tiny crack. Although it was insignificant, it was so eye-catching in this situation.
"Has another person woke up..."
He stroked the cracks on the mask and murmured to himself. Four spheres emitting dense light appeared in his palms. One of them had dimmed and disappeared in mid-air.
"You don't have a lot of time. Do you have any last words?"
Mikael walked onto the stage and glanced at the remaining three light balls. These were the mental spaces that trapped the others. If you looked carefully, you could see hazy scenes flowing inside.
"This performance requires more... effort, but it is so difficult to work under such conditions. This work cannot achieve the perfection I expected."
Kacha——
There were continuous breaking sounds again, and fine cracks appeared on his mask, like a spreading spider web.
At this time, another ball of light dissipated in his hand.
“For a long time, my work has been full of questions, but has never had answers.”
He raised the only two mental spaces left in his hand and brought them to Mikael. He sighed longly, with a complex expression of satisfaction and regret intertwined on his face.
"Although I didn't achieve perfection, I still found what I was looking for."
Along with his words, the mental space in his hand was shattered again, leaving only the last one.
"The human heart is really a strange thing, but it is precisely because of this that there is soil for the birth of art."
"In my dream, I dreamed of a cold and silent world. The world was full of desolation, except for this matter..."
The man who calls himself an artist said to himself that the mask on his face was shattered due to the backlash of the inherent barrier, and his soul gradually dissipated.
His voice became softer and softer, like the diffuse smoke, and finally dissipated in mid-air. The mask was completely broken, revealing the face of the puppet under the mask.
Mikael took over the last mental space, saw a familiar face in it, hesitated for a moment, and then crushed it with a slight force of his palm.
Not long after, footsteps were heard from far and near at the main entrance of the theater. Then the door was pushed open, Aozaki Orange walked in, and at a glance he saw the puppet lying in the middle of the stage.
There is no doubt that this doll is her work, and she will never admit it wrong. Combined with the fragments of the mask scattered on the ground, she can roughly guess the cause and effect of what happened.
"An alchemical magic gift that can accommodate souls..."
She bent down and picked up a larger fragment of the mask. She squinted her eyes and looked at it carefully, identifying the origin of these fragments.
"If it were complete, it would be quite valuable. Unfortunately, it's broken. However, the alchemy technology used in this magic gift has some reference value."
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Kitahara Ryunosuke opened his eyes and found himself standing at the door of the theater. The door with a large piece of glass reflected his face, looking at the familiar and unfamiliar version of himself on the glass.
He stretched out his hand and touched his face. It was not the old face full of wrinkles, but the face of himself when he was young and strong.
The memory in his mind was so clear, as if he had really lived for decades. After trying hard to recall for a while, he remembered that he was tracking down the person who stole the murderer's body.
But these are no longer important. He looked around, eagerly looking for someone, and finally his eyes fell on Kitahara Yuko, who was not far away from him.
Realizing that someone was looking at her, Kitahara Yuko faced the direction of the gaze and saw Kitahara Ryunosuke. There was also a hint of trance in her eyes, as if she had recalled something, and she subconsciously averted her eyes. A pink blush appeared in her eyes.
It appeared on my fair face and spread to my neck.
"Yuko, I..."
Kitahara Ryunosuke stepped forward, but then stopped, with an embarrassed look on his face.
What should I say? Could it be that in my dream I married her, had children, and spent my whole life? This would be too unbelievable.
However, the scenes in those memories were so clear that he felt confused and confused, unable to distinguish the boundary between reality and dreams.
"Brother, I had a dream..."
Unexpectedly, Kitahara Yuko was the first to muster up the courage to open the topic.
"I dreamed of marrying my brother, having three lovely children, and living a happy life."
"..."
Kitahara Ryunosuke scratched his head subconsciously, feeling that Yuko was so similar to his own dream. He looked at Yuko's eyes, and his figure was reflected in those beautiful ink-black eyes. Other than that,
There is nothing left.
His heart was beating strongly, as if something had awakened.
"Actually, I also had a dream similar to yours..."
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"Miss Aosaki, I have a question to ask you."
At the moment when they were about to part, Kurogiri Hana suddenly stopped Aozaki Orange. She hesitated for a moment, but she still mustered up the courage to tell the story about her own powers, hoping to learn more about them.
things.
Like herself who has the ability to ignite fire, she can be sure that Mikael and Aozaki Orange are not ordinary people, but people from "that world".
Meeting people with the same powers made her feel a little frustrated because she was no longer the special one, but at the same time she also felt a little curious.
"Do you really want information about that world?"
Aozaki Orange did not answer her directly, but lit a cigarette and asked in leisurely time.
"What do you mean...I don't quite understand."
Kuitong Huahua frowned slightly, already having a vague suspicion in her heart.
"In the world we live in, there is a rule that must be obeyed - [mystery must be concealed]. For some things, knowing means danger. Only when you are determined to step into that world can you
entitled to that information.”
"But...are you really sure you want to step into that world? Once you enter that world, your current peaceful life will be completely insulated from you."
Kuroyuki Hana fell silent. She turned her head and looked in the direction of Kitahara Ryunosuke and Kitahara Yuko. They were holding hands and whispering something. Their faces were full of sweetness. The close relationship between the two people was obvious.
It goes beyond the normal scope of brother and sister.
One of the important reasons why she became friends with Kitahara Yuko is that they both like their brother. Now that Yuko has realized her wish, what about herself?
Although I am very interested in that world, if it comes at the expense of leaving my brother and giving up an ordinary life with him, I will definitely not agree to it anyway.
"It seems you made your own decision."
Aozaki Orange's eyes became clear when she saw Kurogiri's flowers, and she couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth slightly. She likes smart people like this who know the trade-offs.
"This is the business card of our firm. If you have any difficulties, you can come to us for help and you can get super VIP treatment at a 10.10% discount."
As she spoke, she took out a business card from her pocket and handed it over.
"Jialanzhitang Architectural Design Office?"
Kurogong Huahua took the business card and read the content word for word, with a look of doubt in his eyes.
"Aren't you detectives from a detective agency?"
"Uh... Actually, detective work is just one of our firm's businesses."
Aozaki Chengzi waved his hand and said nonchalantly, in order to make money... no, it should be said that in order to become bigger and stronger and create brilliance, Jialanzhidang has engaged in dozens if not hundreds of projects over the years. It can be called a house of everything.
type of firm.
Kuitong Huahua put away the business card dubiously, feeling that it was not very reliable, and the super VIP offer of 9.10% off... it was hard to believe the value of this super VIP offer.
——By the way, this Garan Nodo Office is probably a black shop, right?