In the shadow of a room diagonally across from the building, a man stayed for at least ten minutes before carefully stepping out of the shadows.

His remaining left arm was raised, and his index finger was placed on the earphone in his ear.

The moonlight shone out of his face, and it was Honda Akichiro, the master of illusion.

His face was pale, his face was pale, and most importantly, even his black hair, which had been oily and smooth, had become dry and gray.

He said in a hoarse voice, "The woman is dead." ”

He explained in detail: "He died at the hands of Yin Yuetian." ”

His face was full of fear: "That little bastard is really terrifying, even with the help of the power of the ghost book, my strongest illusion 'Death Memories' only hypnotized him for a second, the ghost book has been destroyed, and I, have been strongly counterattacked." ”

The person on the other side of the headset didn't know what to say, and Hondo Yanichiro said: "Yes, I will, but even then, I can only recover to help you create an illusion, and I can't help you kill him." ”

He said angrily: "I'm afraid? That's right! I'm scared! That little bastard is a madman, he can even kill a scythe, do you think I'm his opponent? ”

"That's it, that's all."

He took off his headphones and threw them aside, and fell to the floor languidly, gasping for air.

Sweat has long soaked through the placket.

……

How to turn a hundred and twenty people into corpses?

It's difficult, and it's easy.

It's hard to say, these one hundred and twenty people, even if they are not the top killers, they are by no means ordinary people, and it is not easy to kill them.

It's easy to say, on this island, as long as a hundred and twenty hours have passed, and they don't even need to be taken care of, they will all die.

There was still a lot of time, eighty-seven explosions had already sounded, and only sixteen hours had passed since the death began.

There was so little time left, and even though sixteen hours had passed, the remaining thirty-three killers who had been hiding in the shadows had never found any clues about Bill.

If you can't find Bill, you can't kill Bill, and the consequence is that you die.

Obviously, everyone doesn't want to die, but not everyone will follow the 'simplest' route to the fertility field.

Sometimes the big pot of rice may not be delicious, and a secret is known to everyone, which contains more dangers.

Just like Yin Yuetian said, there are too few fools in this world, and there are at least thirty-three people who can see the problems in the route.

They even wondered if Bill was really hiding in the fertility field, as was the case on a cloudy day. It is suspected that the news itself is the work of the spreaders in order to lead them sideways.

Their wisdom allows them to give themselves one more choice, and that choice is to wait and see.

It's just that time is like a pig-killing knife.

Its horror is not that it blackens the fungus, purples the grapes, or softens the bananas.

What's more, if you ignore it, it will literally kill you like a pig!

As the night wore on, the people who understood it, the people who survived, gradually began to lose their seats, and they began to take a detour in the direction of the fertility field, or to look elsewhere in the city.

At 2:15 in the morning, it should have been the time when people were asleep, but in the cold abandoned city, several bodies kept shuttling.

What killers are best at is not necessarily killing, but also finding people.

Even if you are not good at finding people, if you don't want to become a corpse like everyone else, you must learn to be good at it.

It's just ridiculous that a bunch of headless flies can't find Bill, but they find each other.

The one who is found is no different from the one who finds it, because neither of them greets each other and only immediately goes to war.

As a result, there were occasional explosions in the city, accompanied by thick smoke.

The smoke, even in the light of the half-hidden moon, was still clear.

Albert Einstein said that if you sit by the fire, an hour has passed and you will think that a day has passed; You sit next to the beautiful woman, and the past day, also feels like an hour has passed.

This is about the theory of relativity of time.

Yin Yuetian did sit next to the beauty, but the time was constant, and it did not slow down due to the presence of the beauty.

This is probably because the beautiful woman next to him is already a dead person.

The left breast was cut in half, and the neck was weirdly twisted, and I am afraid that whoever looks at it will be so dead that the beauty is already dead and can no longer die.

The night wind blew through the rooftop of the building more than 100 meters high, rubbing the skin of Chiguo, the body was not cold, but the heart was cold.

The smooth skin tightened on the powerful muscles, combined with the long legs on the edge of the rooftop and the soft half-length silver hair fluttering in the wind, any woman would probably cry out with joy when she saw such a scene, which was a feast for the eyes.

The leather coat on the upper body of the cloudy moon sky had long been broken, and he threw it aside by him, just like this, he looked at the white smoke rising from all directions one after another.

Despite being on this island for less than a day, Yin Yuetian felt that he had consumed more brain cells than he had spent in a year.

There was a huge conspiracy brewing on the island from the beginning, like a reckless monster that had already opened its mouth and waited for people to jump in and devour them.

Yin Yuetian doesn't want to be a part of the monster's feast, but he doesn't want to be left behind by the monster, so he must use his brain to find clues from everything he has experienced before.

Unfortunately, not everyone is a schoolboy of the Grim Reaper, at least not on a cloudy day. This means that if he wants to crack all this, he needs to go through more than others.

The more you experience, the more clues you have, and the more dangers you have, which is really unfortunate.

Fortunately, the lunar day has been experienced more than others, at least on this night, it has already turned a few big circles at the gates of hell.

So, he has almost guessed most things, and all he needs at the moment is verification.

He stood up and stood on the edge of the building.

The night winds are sometimes fierce, sometimes mild.

The hair is naturally blown and does not obscure the eyes.

On a cloudy day, his eyes are like eagles, overlooking the streets and buildings at his feet.

He had been separated from the two of them for nearly an hour, and they were allowed to move on as he left.

How far can you go in an hour?

I didn't think about it on a cloudy day.

He felt that they had reached the fertility ground, or at least were close.

But when he jumped off the building and chased after him along the way, he found out that this was not the case.

Tesa and Bai were waiting for him in an alley a few blocks away, and when he arrived, the former even used a psychic attack on him.

If you are not mistaken, the guy who cut off his second child with three laughs will definitely die under this trick.

But mental power is useless for a cloudy moon.

He shook his head, expelled Tersa's remaining spiritual power, came to her side and said, "Why don't you continue to move forward. ”

Hearing his voice, Tesa walked out from behind Xiaobai with a panicked look on her face.

She replied, almost in tears: "I can't find the way." ”

It's not surprising that women are road idiots.

A woman can be a road idiot, a little confused, a foodie, and a natural two-......

They will almost intentionally or unintentionally become the cutest creatures in this world, unless something involves vital interests, otherwise you hold a gun at them, it is difficult to make them give up selling cuteness.

Vital interests, like clothes, bags, and men.

But it would be strange to say that Tersa is a road idiot.

The skill and decisiveness she showed on the ferry, the magic she cast in the jungle, the erudition and cleverness she showed along the way......

It is undeniable that being valued by an 'organization' that focuses on the killer series like her must indicate that she has extraordinary abilities.

Although the more time spent together, the more this woman gave people a feeling of 'stupidity'.

This made Yin Yuetian very suspicious that she said that she couldn't find the way, but she was actually selling cuteness.

But he immediately discovered that it wasn't.

If one can't find the way, another possibility is that they really can't find it.

Although she had shown shrewdness before, in the memory of Yin Yuetian, when Gryffindor took out the map, the white girl did not look at it a few times.

Just look at the map and remember the route, at least on a cloudy day.

The fact that Gryffindor is present ensures that she will be able to follow the established route even if she doesn't look at the map.

Then she would say this, even if she didn't use Sumeru's senses to fuse the surrounding environment, she knew one thing.

He said, "Where did Gryffindor go?" ”

The white girl pointed to the ground in the middle of the street not far away: "He didn't go far." ”

He didn't go far, and the phrase was mostly used in some literary works, becoming a descriptive modifier.

The counterpart to 'he is not far away' is 'he is gone'.

Looking at the puddle of blood on the ground and the minced meat that had turned into a suckling pig, Yin Yuetian suddenly felt that he wanted to laugh at this cold joke.

He laughs all the time, so even if he laughs bigger, he won't be perceived.

Before he came to the puddle of blood, he stretched out his finger and dipped it in some blood and put it in his mouth.

After closing his eyes for a few seconds, he got up again and walked to the minced meat.

The smile is weird.

"Did you find anything?"

The white girl clasped her hands to her chest and walked out of the alley step by step.

Yin Yuetian looked back at him and looked at each other.

After a few seconds, the white girl couldn't hold back and retreated: "Why are you looking at me like this?" ”

Yin Yuetian got up and came to her, he who was 1.81 meters and she who was wearing high heels and 1.73 meters looked like a good match.

He said, "How did he die?" ”

The white girl said as a matter of course: "I didn't kill it." ”

Yin Yue Tian said: "I know the way." ”

He glanced back at the corpse and reassured, "I know that you didn't kill you." ”

When she was beside Yin Yuetian, she was no longer the same as when she was huddled in the alley.

Not to mention his senses, at least the teenager gave her a sense of security.