After that, he went to the Metropolitan Police Department to make a record, and Akira Kashima didn't say anything about Kei Sakurai's affairs, because he wanted to understand what Kei Sakurai wanted to do.

But after leaving the Metropolitan Police Department, he couldn't go directly to Kei Sakurai.

Today, both the police and detectives are staring at themselves, and Kyohei Hayasaka must have something to ask him at home, so he has to go home first.

Back at home, Akira Kashima probably explained to Kyohei Hayasaka and told him what happened, so Kyohei Hayasaka didn't have too many doubts.

After that, it was until two o'clock in the morning.

Kashima Akira went straight out of the window, and then took advantage of the night to come to Sakurai Kei's current residence, which was found by Sakurai Kei himself, an abandoned video processing factory, where people died before, and later the workers made trouble, so it has not been rented out.

Walking through the dappled moonlit front yard and into the factory, Kashima saw a dilapidated couch inside, and a man in a black and white clown mask sitting on a broken couch in the corner.

"Kashima, you're here!" The clown stood up from the couch and spoke with surprise.

It's just that the sound is a little unnatural.

Kashima Akira stared at the other party's mask with a cold expression: "Why are you killing people today?" ”

The clown, who was originally a little surprised, looked at Kashima Akira's face and listened to the cold voice, paused for a moment, and then slowly stopped his excited footsteps, and asked in a tone of disbelief: "You...... Are you questioning me? ”

"He is not guilty, why are you killing today?" Akira Kashima did not answer the other party's words, but repeated his own question again.

The clown's raised hand was also lowered at this moment, and he took two steps back, his head swaying, but his eyes under the empty mask kept looking at Akira Kashima: "Shouldn't he have killed?" Pretending to be a school violence character, it means that he himself has done this kind of thing, shouldn't he be damned? ”

"You met him for the first time today, and he only played a role, he didn't do such a thing himself, do you know that he is the perpetrator of school violence?"

"I know, I just know that even if he hasn't done it before, he'll do it in the future, and I'm helping people who are about to be bullied! You can't say anything about me! We're friends! You have to understand me! The clown's voice grew louder, and his eyes grew disappointed.

"No, you're just trying to satisfy the murderous pleasure in your heart, you don't know anything, you just want to be famous." Akira Kashima said.

"I know! Don't talk about me! Because I'm a genius! Hahaha I'm a genius! I can't be wrong! The clown suddenly became a little hysterical, he didn't know why his best friend Akira Kashima would question himself, didn't he just kill someone?

"No, I used to call you a genius, but now, you're just a madman!"

"Hahaha, I'm a genius! I'm crazy...... Hey, hey, hey...... No, I'm a clown...... Haha, that's right, I'm nothing, I'm just a clown......" The clown suddenly began to go a little crazy, and laughed while looking at Akira Kashima in disappointment.

Xiaoxiao's shoulders were about to tremble, and blood began to drip from under the mask, down the lower edge of the mask, down the chin.

"Take the mask off!" Kashima's eyes were also full of disappointment, and he said sharply.

"Is this an order?" The clown's laughter stopped abruptly, and his voice was a little slurred, "No, you are not qualified to order me now, you don't regard me as a friend anymore, hey, I helped you kill the people who slandered you on the Internet, I didn't dare to tell you when I was injured, for fear that you would worry, and the result would ...... The result is hahahaha...... Sure enough, the clown doesn't deserve to have friends, and Kashima is just as ...... as everyone else."

Akira Kashima stood here looking at the clown, not saying anything.

"Haha, okay, for the sake of our previous friendship, I will fulfill your request." The clown smiled helplessly at the end, and slowly reached for the mask, "But don't be scared by me, because I've become a real clown now." ”

Kashima Akira has been analyzing in his heart since just now, this voice, and the other party's unnatural twitching.

In his previous life, he had seen a lot of clowns in film and television dramas.

And the most visually striking is undoubtedly Jerome.

The most classic Heath Ledger and Jackie Queen's interpretation is more of the clown's mental will, but in terms of styling, it is Jerome's that is more impactful.

Bright scars. After taking his face back with rough needle and thread, he used a stapler to bind it back.

"Okay, I suddenly don't want to watch it." Kashima Akira watched as the other party's hand was about to touch the mask, and suddenly said something.

The clown's hand suddenly stopped.

"Don't want to see it?" The clown gritted his teeth and squeezed out these words: "Hmph..... Hey, hey, hey, this is my most satisfying work, you said you don't want to watch it! ”

After saying that, he ripped off his mask and threw it on the ground.

The hideous face was exposed to the air, and the wound that had been reopened just now because of laughter was bleeding uncontrollably, and some loose threads stuck to the wound.

"Look, it's all for you!" After speaking, the clown ripped open his trouser leg again, and a through-through was also exposed in front of Akira Kashima, "And here." ”

Then he ripped off his clothes and exposed his back: "And here." ”

Kashima Akira's face did not fluctuate in the slightest: "I am very grateful for what you have done for me, you are injured, I have many ways to heal you, but you shouldn't have turned your face like this, you killed for me, you should have told me in advance." ”

"So...... Is it all my fault? ”

"Yes."

"Hahaha, then I'm really sorry!" The clown started laughing, and after a few laughs, he seemed to feel too much blood in his mouth, so he spat blood into the ground.

Let's click, let's click.

Earnestly put his right hand on his heart and bowed ninety degrees.

"If you think of the old friendships, then please forget the past, we will not be related to each other, I will not reveal your whereabouts, and you will rot in your stomach what we have done before."

"Okay."

After saying that, Akira Kashima turned around and left.

Because he knew that he could no longer control the clown at this point.

The other party has completely blackened and lost control.

Ten minutes after Kashima left, he walked down the deserted street.

took out a phone card that he had never used, put it on his mobile phone, dialed the police directly, and said in a different voice: "Hey, I want to report the crime, I know the location of the wanted criminal Kei Sakurai, in the abandoned video processing factory at 1-12 Songda Street, Adachi Ward." ”

After saying that, hang up the phone immediately, then take out the calling card, break it off, and throw it into the trash can 200 meters later.

At the same time, inside the abandoned processing plant, the clown also dialed the Metropolitan Police Department.

"I'm a clown."

"That's what you've been looking for, Kei Sakurai"

"Hehe, tell Takasaki Shan, I'm having a showdown, don't pretend, Makoto Ruzuki, the bomb of the Tokyo Ring Line, the bomb of Higashishi Park, and the keyboard warrior of the Internet violence a few days ago are all me, my accomplice is Akira Kashima, so you have experienced that the cases with him on the scene were all planned by him, and those exposure videos were let out by him, the purpose is to be famous, okay, come and arrest us now, hahahaha!"