Chapter 52

"So Senma is the daughter of Kyosuke Senma."

No wonder they had to write "The Phantom of God's Forsaken Son" in their signatures, inviting them under Kidd's name.

It seems that the main messenger behind the thousand generations and dummies wants them to solve the mystery of the treasure and find out what treasure their father died for.

"Now that I have seized the Thousand Generations, I guess I can't learn from her what happened in the annex forty years ago."

After all, her father was one of the participants.

Moreover, Chima also knows that the puzzle that circulated in the annex forty years ago should be that Chima Kyosuke had a correspondence with his family after entering the annex.

Shibuyani has zero suspicions, and she knows more about what Kyosuke Chima told her.

"In that case......

Kawashima cooperated, "She wants to see cannibalism, so let's show her a scene." ”

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Late night rain curtain.

The car stopped on the edge of the cliff, and Haruki Motegi and Kogoro got out of the car and walked to the break in the middle of the wooden bridge to check.

"Completely blown up."

"Hmm," Haruki Motegi raised his flashlight and looked at the broken bridge on the opposite side, more than a dozen meters away.

"It's impossible to cross such a long gap."

He shone down again, and the cliff was so high that the electric light was swallowed up in a thick black before it could reach the end.

Two men braved the rain to get out of the car to check.

As the only woman among the three, she is still a grandmother in her sixties, and the descent of Senma is naturally left in the car to wait.

"There's no other way around."

Mori Kogoro stood up as he spoke, and at this moment, there was a sudden explosion behind him, and a hot wave of air blew the clothes and hair of the two forward.

"What ——!"

The two turned back.

The car that Ms. Chiyo was waiting for was blazing, the metal frame had been deformed, and it was moving forward with a blast wave.

The already broken wooden bridge bears the weight of the entire bridge car, making a squeaky and squeaking moan.

The speed of the car became faster and faster, and it rushed straight towards the two people standing at the breach.

If this is knocked down, you will definitely not be able to find a whole corpse!

Kogoro Mori and Haruki Motegi hurriedly moved to the sides to avoid it.

Watching the car that was still burning, carrying the Thousand Lady Descendants down the cliff.

Another person died.

Even the two of them in their thirties and forties couldn't help but feel a little lost before their lives passed away in an instant.

They stood on the bridge in silence.

It's like mourning.

I didn't notice an old lady in an orange skirt, yellow lapels, long sleeves, silver hair, and retro round-framed eyes, hiding behind a tree branch, looking at their backs with dark eyes.

Branches and leaves.

Transparent rainwater that condenses on the leaves falls.

In the next second, the old man hiding here was gone, and Senma descended one foot deep and one foot shallow to the only annex with orange and warm light, and she wanted to go back in front of Maori Kogoro and Motegi Haruki.

Rain rolls down from the ravines in the corners of the eyes of Senma.

The old man laughed softly, "Hmph, using the means of fake death to disappear from everyone's sight, no one would have guessed that the 'Thousand Descendants' who should have been at the bottom of the cliff with no bones left turned out to be the person behind the scenes." ”

"Just let me take a good look at who's the one who will survive to the end-"

But her plan is to have nothing, people, life, and return.

Thousands of descents return to the secret room through a hidden passage.

Numerous monitors have been installed here, so you can see the movement of the entire building.

She saw Amuro and the man named Fushitera Kaoru killing each other, and Toru Furuji walked behind Amuro as if nothing had happened, and then showed a terrible smile, silently pulled out a rope, and strangled Amuro's neck from top to bottom.

The blonde man had no idea that his friend would do this to him.

In disbelief, he grabbed the hemp rope in front of his neck, and squeezed out a few words from his throat with difficulty, "You...... You ......"

Why?

Aren't they good friends?

Is it because you want to get the treasure and the chance to leave here safely?

However, his neck was strangled so tightly that Amuro couldn't even ask these words.

The horrible smile of Winter Temple's murderous smile grew brighter and brighter.

He is very good-looking, his black hair is thick and soft, already a little long, messy between his eyebrows, his eyes are slightly narrow, the tails of his eyes are slightly raised, and his eyelids and tails are congested and red because of excitement.

The dark pupil is positioned a little higher, sometimes revealing the white part of the eye under the pupil.

I don't know when I've heard it said.

Men with this eye shape will be more ruthless, and it seems that this is indeed the case now.

The struggle of the friend on the other side before he died, not only did he not regret it, but his fingers tightened tighter.

The tips of the thumb and index finger are reddened by rough hemp rope.

Even the nails are bluish white with blood loss.

"Die obediently, I don't want to stay here forever, only I can get out alive."

Amuro probably also realized that Winter Temple Kao would not let him go.

The man's gray-blue eyes instantly lost their luster.

He squeezed out the last bit of oxygen from his aching lungs, pulled out a dagger the length of his forearm from behind his waist, then pulled out the scabbard with shaking hands, grasped the handle of the knife with both hands, and hesitated for two seconds before stabbing it back.

Winter Temple snorted.

Look down at your waist.

He was dressed in black, and there was no sign of blood in sight, but there was no doubt that the red liquid was dripping down the corner of his clothes and hitting the floor.

The blonde man falls.

Winter Temple Kaoriya staggered to the wall with the edge of the knife, and sat down slowly against the wall, leaving a bloody palm print on the wall with his blood-stained palm.

He sat against the wall, slowly, with his head down.

Valley-Zero is lying face down with his head slightly sideways.

The position of the face cannot be seen by the camera.

The blonde student was impressed by Kawashima Ezaki's pathetic acting skills, and the teacher was so expressive that he could make his debut as an actor!

The palm of Zero's right hand landed on the floor in front of the teacher's eyes.

"Dada!" The teacher acted so well!

He tapped his fingertips on the ground.

The amplitude was so slight that the monitor couldn't shoot it at all.

Kawashima Esaki: "......"

I want to curse!!

Don't knock him on the Morse code at this time, okay?

The black-haired young man with his head hanging down deliberately made it look like his body was slowly falling down with gravity, and planted his head on the blonde man's arm.

By covering the body, press the palm of the man's hand against the back of the hand.

Fingers inserted/into the latter's wheat-colored, knobby fingers, and he rubbed his reddened fingertips against the cocoon of the gun's rough palm.

Grain Zero feels the pain of self-inflicted consequences.

His palm was numb and itchy from being hooked by the teacher, and he had to hold back and pretend not to pretend to be a corpse, it was really too hard.

Senma degraded his head.

Pity.

That blonde half-race man, if he could have pulled out his knife and fought back earlier, he wouldn't have been strangled to death.

What a friend is not a friend!

Do really good friends want your life? At the moment of life and death, she was still there indecisive and hesitant, so she didn't watch a good show of cannibalism.

Senma looked away, noticing that another monitor was doing good again.

Mao Liran is washing her hands in the bathroom, she came with Aki Ishihara's maid, Chima and Ms. Gunda are gone, only she and Ishihara are the two girls, the annex is a little scary, so they come to the bathroom together.

"Xiaolan?"

Through the mirror in front of the sink, Moriran saw the face of Ikumi Yarita.

"Miss Gunda, so you're here. Everyone's gone, and I'm still wondering how to find you. ”

Maoriran was unaware of the anomaly.

Yumi Gunda suddenly took out a handkerchief and covered her mouth from behind, and the handkerchief was sprayed with ethyl/ether, this inhalation anesthetic quickly took effect, and Mao Lilan's strength to struggle became smaller and smaller, and the things in front of her became darker and more blurry.

After a while, the long-haired girl's hands hung down weakly, and she had fallen into a coma.

Ikumi Kirada dragged her and dragged her outside, where she was put with Aki Ishihara, who was already unconscious.

She thought for a moment.

Turn around and walk towards the fourth floor.

She is not the only one who plans to wait for the rabbit.

As soon as Ikumi Gunda came out of the staircase, she saw a young boy with chestnut hair, hands in the pockets of his suit pants, and a young man leaning against the wall with his legs bent at the door of the room where the dummy said that he was going to enter the address of the treasure on the computer.

"Young Master White Horse Detective."

Ikumi Yanita shouted.

Detective Hakuba stood up from the wall and took a few steps in the direction of Ikumi Gunda, "I'm still wondering if anyone will listen to the dummy's words, but I didn't expect it to be, or you, a former criminal policeman, I'm so disappointed." ”

Ikumi Gunda's expression remained unchanged.

She was wearing a purple high-slit dress, a pearl necklace around her neck, her hair was curly, and her makeup was exquisite, and she had no tendency to kill everyone present just to escape for herself.

Detective White Horse pointed his hand/gun at her.

"Don't move, you know who my father is, if you dare to resist you, it's over."

Ikumi Gunda raised her hand.

"Master White Horse, where did your hand/gun come from?"

"That's it."

The maroon boy looked at the hand/gun, "I found it under the pillow, probably the mastermind behind the scenes deliberately placed it under the pillow to make us kill each other." ”

A small hand/gun the size of a finger suddenly appeared in the hand of Ikumi Gunda.

"Bang bang!"

She took advantage of the distraction of the white horse detective and fired two shots at his heart.

The White Horse Detective fell.

"Young master, only I can leave here, do you think that your death at my hands will reach the ears of your father, the director of the White Horse Police Department?"

Ikumi Gunda smiled lightly against her lips.

Open the door and enter –

Mori Kogoro and Haruki Motegi only rushed back at this time.

They passed by the corpses, walked to the door of the fourth floor, and found the white horse lying there.

It seems that someone can't help it.

Haruki Motegi pushed the door open, and Mori Kogoro rushed in after him.

I thought I would see the murderer.

Well, it is indeed a murderer, nothing more than a murderer who has died.

Haruki Motegi probed the neck of Ikumi Gunda, who was lying on the ground, there was no heartbeat, he secretly picked up Ikumi Gunda's gun, stood up and aimed it at Kogoro Mori.

Kogoro Mori examines the device on the doorknob.

As long as you turn it, the poison needle will pop out.

Yumi Gunda was probably poisoned by a poison needle.

"Maori Kogoro, it turns out that the last murderer is you, if it's Yumi Gunda, how could she die under her own methods? Now it's just the two of us alive, it's not me, it's definitely you. ”

After speaking, I don't give Mori Kogoro time to defend himself.

Shot him.

Haruki Motegi's face suddenly changed, and he yelled, "Poison! You've been poisoned! ”

Immediately after that, it fell.

Mori Kogoro, who closed his eyes serenely: "......"

It's too pompous.

I have long said that he will play the last stick!

Ikumi Gunda: "............"

Damn, you act when you act, why do you step on my fingers!! ：，，