Chapter 126 It's not a scream, it's a dragon's roar
Abbot Tianyong struggled hard, but because he drank too much, his movements were not very flexible, and his struggling movements were a few beats slower.
After the initial anger, Xiunian looked at the dying old man and gradually began to panic.
But thinking about what Tianyong had done, he gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and applied force again, wanting to strangle the person to death as soon as possible so that he would not regret it.
Unexpectedly, her hand suddenly loosened, and Xiunian fell backwards off guard, knocking over the wine table.
He opened his eyes in panic and sat up in a flash. He thought it was because of the poor quality of the belt, but what he saw was the neat cuts on the belt and a pair of scissors shining coldly next to him.
The old monk was lying on the ground, panting. Xiunian glanced at him, then raised his gaze nervously. He saw the guest wearing a mask holding the scissors and playing with it twice.
Then the guest wiped off his fingerprints, threw the scissors back into the toolbox far away, and suddenly said: "Children should study hard and stop doing murderous things all day long."
Xiunian was frightened and pointed at him as if she doubted her life: "You, you can talk!?"
Shiraishi ignored this too silly and cute question. He turned around and took out the Huangquan candle and threw a translucent turbid crystal on it.
The faint blue fire suddenly ignited.
Under its reflection, a tall and handsome young man appeared in the room out of thin air.
Zhongnian took two steps first to get used to the gravity.
Then he immediately walked up to Xiunian, touched his brother's bald head, and slapped it hard: "How dare you do such a bastard thing! You are so courageous!"
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Similar to the last time Nanao Yaeko, after Zhongnian died, he also successfully obtained some props.
One is an automatically generated gag order to prevent ordinary people who happen to be present, such as his brother Xiunian, from revealing information that should not be disclosed.
As for the other piece...
Baishi breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Zhongnian on it, and slapped it into the old monk's head.
A few seconds later, the old man stood up unsteadily. He looked horrified, but he could only watch as he took off his thick monk's robe, went to the tool box to find a roll of tape, and then walked to the solitary room holding it.
After seeing the tape, Xiunian seemed to have guessed something.
He grabbed the hem of Zhongnian's clothes and kept chanting Buddha's name, his face turning pale. Although he was not a pure materialist, this was the first time in his life that he had seen such a strange thing.
"You go back to sleep and let your other senior brothers see you." Baishi pulled Xiunian away from his brother and shook the candle, "Now, or I will turn off the light."
"Go ahead, I'll find you when I'm done!"
Zhongnian also waved his hand, but he didn't show too much reluctance to leave his brother. After all, he had been following him around for a lot of time in the past six months.
Xiunian was not a very stubborn character. Looking at Baishi's hand hanging on the flame, he knew that Zhongnian would "disappear" as soon as the flames went out, so he no longer insisted on staying and walked back to the dormitory three times a step.
The old monk walked in front with the tools for committing the crime, and Shiraishi followed behind like a supervisor.
He glanced at Zhongnian, who looked calm next to him: "I thought you were particular about not killing, but I didn't expect you to be so straightforward."
"It was not me who killed Master, it was the murderous intention in his heart. What I gave him just now was the karma talisman that I prayed for for two years by chanting sutras for the creatures in the mountains."
Zhongnian clasped his hands together in a formal manner. Although his attitude was not very pious, his movements were barely in place:
"If you do good deeds, you will get happy results, and if you do bad deeds, you will get bitter results. What Master is doing now is just to eliminate the karma in advance. As a junior, how can I not help him realize his wish."
"..." The old monk killed people, drank alcohol, and secretly hid pornographic magazines in the bedroom. The disciple he taught now is indeed a ruthless person...
The two of them quickly arrived at the confinement room.
The walls of the solitary room were thickly painted, ostensibly to prevent inmates from climbing up the walls and escaping.
But in fact, people are not geckos, and it is impossible to climb ten meters along the smooth wall with bare hands. And it is thanks to these paints that the practice room is not so easy to leak.
Abbot Tianyong walked to the small window at the bottom of the solitary room like a zombie, and carefully sealed the gap with tape. After that, he threw the tape in the direction of the river down the mountain, then went to the warehouse to drag out a small rubber boat and began to inflate it.
The fuel Shiraishi dug out was indeed more resistant to burning than the wandering spirit's own fuel.
Last time, Nanao Yaeko turned transparent again after scaring everyone. The whole process only took a few minutes.
But now more than ten minutes have passed, and Zhongnian is still able to play with water in the confinement room in good health, and the Huangquan candle shows no sign of being extinguished.
Shiraishi followed and watched for an hour or two. When the water began to pour in and Zhongnian helped the old monk "commit suicide", he put away the burning candle and prepared to return to the room.
Not only Xiunian, but he himself also needs an alibi.
Although you can let the main body sleep in the cloth, act as a "mask", and continue to supervise the work by yourself.
But compared to exposing his true identity, it is less risky to let his loyalty go and take revenge - first of all, he seems to be a sensible person; secondly, even if he wants to be confused, isn't there a younger brother in the dormitory who can be used as a hostage?
After the Huang Quan Candle was put into the bag, a small flame appeared on its corresponding icon, burning brightly.
The bedroom was on the diagonal of the solitary room. Just after passing through a long corridor, Shiraishi suddenly heard a man's scream in front of him.
He was startled and walked over quickly.
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Actually it's no big deal.
——Mao Lilan woke up in the middle of the night and wanted to go to the bathroom, but she didn't dare to go alone, so she woke up Mao Li Kogoro and asked her sleepy father to accompany him.
On the way here, Mouri Kogoro yawned and complained that she was too timid. So before Mao Lilan washed her hands and went out, she saw the Kiriten Dog mask hanging on the wall. She felt mischievous, so she put it on and got behind Moori Kogoro.
Mouri Kogoro felt someone approaching and turned around without knowing anything.
I thought I would see a beautiful and lovely girl, but I saw a terrifying face and screamed.
Mao Lilan was also startled by him. After a moment, she came back to her senses: "...How can you say that I am cowardly!"
"..." Mouri Kogoro was embarrassed, but he also breathed a sigh of relief. He had just calmed down when he suddenly felt that something was not right in his field of vision.
Mouri Kogoro looked over Moori Lan and around the corner behind her, and saw a strange reflective skull pattern hovering in the air.
Mouri Kogoro's face turned green: "Who?!"
Mao Lilan was also startled. She turned around and saw the "deaf mute channel reporter" walking out of the corner and standing where the candlelight could illuminate.
Shiraishi made two friendly gestures, but Maori and his daughter couldn't understand.
However, the general meaning is still easy to guess. It is nothing more than asking what's going on, or condemning their behavior of shouting late at night. Judging from his calm appearance, it should be the former.
Mao Lilan touched her messed up hair guiltily: "I'm sorry to disturb your rest. I didn't expect my dad to scream so loudly. He was too scared, so..."
"Nonsense! How could I be afraid of that kind of thing!"
Maori Kogoro pointed at the mask in Mao Lilan's hand and explained without changing his expression:
"I make a shout to scare away enemies and alert other passers-by around me to avoid danger - in short, this is an excellent conditioned reflex that is beneficial to the entire population!"
"..." Bai Shi, a passerby, really wanted to give him a thumbs up, but was afraid of damaging his image, so he held back.
The three of them returned to the room together. Maori and his daughter lay down next to Conan who was sleeping to death again, and Shiraishi also returned to his cloth ball.