"She looks the same as you, is she really not your relative?"
Midorikawa Hikaru looked at the blue flames, tied up the screaming woman lying on the ground, and spoke curiously.
"Sorry, I am an orphan and have no other relatives."
Mochizuki looked at the woman in front of him, but there was no reaction in his body. If he and she were sisters, she would have some feeling.
"Who are you?"
Mochizuki controlled the flame and trapped the woman inside. Midorikawa Hikaru quickly stepped back. He just tried it with a branch. He obviously couldn't feel the temperature, but the branch turned into powder as soon as he touched it.
"You don't want to burn her to death, do you? This is evidence."
"How could she be burned to death? This is a cold flame. It will only freeze her into bones."
As Mochizuki continued to direct the flames to approach, the woman was shaking like a sieve. She rolled her eyes and fainted. Of course, before that, she also contributed a high-decibel scream to the sleeping guests in the castle not far away. Wake up again.
Mochizuki sneered, I didn't see you being so timid when killing people, how could you be so brave?
After all this trouble, it was already dark outside. Mochizuki and Midorikawa Hikaru carried the woman out of the woods and waited outside the castle for the disheveled guests to come out.
"I'll withdraw first."
Midorikawa Hikaru leaned against the pillar and immediately ran in the other direction. Mochizuki nodded boredly, she also wanted to go back to sleep.
"Wangyue, who is this person?"
Matsumoto Kiyonaga rubbed his eyebrows. He had been working hard since he arrived on this island, and now he was suffering from mental breakdown.
"Murderer."
Mochizuki revealed the woman's face, and the people around her exclaimed in surprise. Matsumoto Kiyonaga was also surprised.
"She, she is yours..."
Matsumoto Kiyonaga hesitated to speak, these couldn't be Mochizuki's twin sisters, they looked exactly the same.
"Well, can I see her face?"
Kudo Yukiko stared at the sleeping woman's face, as if she had discovered a new world. When she was an actress, she had learned makeup from a teacher. She could modify her appearance and transform herself into another person, but making a new face like this was not enough. Never tried it.
"What happened to her face?"
Mochizuki sat down on the lawn, regardless of whether there was any dew on it. She was now seriously exhausted.
"It's a fake face."
Kudo Yukiko stretched out a finger, put it to her mouth and said mysteriously. When everyone's eyes were focused on her, she walked up to the woman as if her plan had succeeded, groped the woman's face slightly, and looked at the moon. There was only a stabbing sound, and a piece of dough was peeled off.
"How about it?"
Kudo Yukiko put her hands on her hips and looked quite proud. Kudo Shinichi covered his eyes, and his mother was so proud that she almost flew into the sky.
Last night, he was defeated by his physical needs. He had clearly promised to pay attention to the progress of the case, but as soon as he opened his eyes, it was just now.
"Mom, why did I fall asleep last night? Was it your fault?"
Kudo Shinichi pulled his mother over and gave the space to Matsumoto Kiyonaga.
Kudo Yukiko smiled guiltily. Shinichi was really too troublesome, so she had no choice but to accept Sharon's advice and give him something to drink to help him sleep.
"Mochizuki, take her to Odagiri Toshiya's room first, and this thing, be sure to keep it. The Metropolitan Police ship will arrive soon, and we will interrogate it then."
Matsumoto Kiyonaga took out an evidence bag, put the human skin mask that Kudo Yukiko had torn off, and kept it close to his body. He then took out the handcuffs, cuffed the woman, and walked to Odagiri Toshiya's room first.
Shiratori is the only one there now, and he is a little worried. There is no doubt about the case now. The murderer is undoubtedly targeting Mochizuki.
The woman who was caught could not be the mastermind. Everyone on the island was suspected. Fortunately, Mochizuki's suspicion was gone, and Minister Odagiri's son was not dead.
The rest of the matter should be left to the incoming police. He must take a few days off this time to calm down.
"Thank you, Mrs. Kudo."
Mochizuki said hello to the mother and son who were glaring at each other, grabbed the woman and pulled her into the room. Encountering many obstacles on the way, Mochizuki rushed past them.
The woman had woken up a long time ago, but she had been pretending to be asleep. Suddenly she was pulled up from her arm and her head hit a pillar. Now she could no longer pretend, so she simply stood up straight and followed Mochizuki forward.
In Odagiri Toshiya's room, Shiratori Rensaburo was studying the jade hanging around Odagiri's neck, making sure that what he saw last night was not an illusion.
The originally white and flawless jade was covered with brown-black silk threads. Bai Niao rubbed it with his fingers. The silk threads had become the same texture as the jade. It looked inexplicably weird. The human-shaped figure in the middle of the jade also became clearer, with its abdomen From time to time, mist comes out of the small hole in the body. The mist flows continuously according to a certain pattern. With each reincarnation, the wound on the abdomen becomes smaller.
Shiratori still didn't believe the evil and opened the wounds on Odagiri Toshiya's body. He recovered quickly indeed, which was not in line with common sense at all. No wonder the old man transferred himself to the supernatural incident processing department without even saying hello. He originally planned to go to other places. departments.
"Shiratori, is there anything unusual here?"
Matsumoto Kiyonaga led the people in, and Mochizuki followed behind him. The door of the room was locked, blocking all those who wanted to peek.
"Everything is normal. Mr. Odagiri's recovery is also very good. He may wake up in the afternoon."
Shiratori Rensaburo trimmed his hair and returned to his elegant appearance. He nodded to Mochizuki reservedly. He was originally going to be promoted to the police department, but his promotion report was suddenly suppressed. Now he has to wait if he wants to be promoted. Officer Mochizuki moved away first.
Mochizuki glanced at Shiratori and found a corner to sit down and meditate silently. Shiratori looked at Matsumoto Kiyonaga. Is this police officer usually like this in the police station?
Matsumoto Kiyonaga waved his hand. Mochizuki was quite normal when he was in the police station. Apart from his tendency to arrive late and leave early, there was nothing wrong with him.
The two of them sat beside Odagiri Toshiya's bed and started chatting with each other on their mobile phones. Mochizuki was immersed in his mind, checking the movements of the little paper man.
In the dim corridor, a little paper man looked around in a slightly obscene manner. After confirming that no one appeared, he quickly ran towards the room at the end of the corridor.
The little paper man skillfully crawled in through the crack in the door, shook the dust off his body, and began to observe in a swaggering manner.
After determining the target, while the people drinking on the sofa were not paying attention, he climbed up the cabinet and hid in the bookcase used for decoration in the house, blending in with the colorful books.
Mochizuki slowly opened her eyes in the room, knowing that the dead old man who gave her the business card on the cruise ship had no good intentions. She didn't expect to be so ruthless, and she didn't dig up his ancestral graves.
Kenzo Masuyama was studying the flute he had stolen last night with a magnifying glass in his hand. He had already turned a deaf ear to Ireland's words, and instead of showing fear on his face, he became very confident.
