The two of them climbed down the stairs.
Walk forward along this tunnel, which is large enough to accommodate 5 people.
When I reached the corner, I saw a closed door again.
It was a stone door that seemed to be the entrance to the basement.
Come again?
The light in Belmode's pupils flickered.
For some reason, she felt a sense of boredom.
There was a soft "swish" sound, and the pocket pistol slipped into the palm of his hand.
Ye Gengyi, who was walking in front, immediately stopped and turned sideways, seeming to look over cautiously.
"Don't get me wrong." Belmod made no move, just frowned slightly.
She didn't know what was wrong with her...
Is it the kind of emotion you feel when you open a hundred express packages in a row, and then find that they are all boxes... Ye Gengyi looked over with dead eyes: "Put it away."
Belmod hesitated for a moment and then did it.
Ye Gengyi ignored her and turned around to continue walking to the stone door.
Compared to the 'Ox Demons and Snake Gods' in the Wax Museum, the security here is obviously much more modern, because there is an electronic code lock embedded in the wall.
The slightly outdated keyboard is printed with Arabic numerals that most people on earth can understand.
Ye Gengyi did not use any external equipment. After a few simple operations, he directly formatted and reset the password lock.
Immediately afterwards, the solid stone door opened.
Belmod came over and looked inward along the gradually widening gap. She secretly swore in her heart that if there was still a door inside...
Obviously, not really.
Belmode was taken aback when the inner outfit exuding an orange-yellow light came into view.
Because the environment in the basement is completely opposite to the dark style outside.
The wall of the entrance is inlaid with orange fish scale panels, and a brightly colored landscape painting hangs about five steps away from the door.
The two of them walked in one after another.
Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he saw a figure standing in front of the wall on the left side of the entrance to the entrance.
It was a man, tall and with a slender neck.
It's just that he has no face...
There is no doubt that this is another wax statue.
Although the head was still there, there was no hair on it, and the face turned to this side was pale and flat, with no facial features on it.
However, there is a photo taped to his chest, a photo of Shinde Chiaki.
Belmode's expression became strange again.
She found that her mood swings were more frequent today than in the previous months combined.
I hang up Shirley at home, and today it’s someone else’s turn to hang up ‘himself’?
"Are you a fan?" Ye Gengyi asked.
Belmod took a deep breath and said, "Let's go inside and have a look."
She wasn't going to take up this boring topic.
The two of them continued walking inside.
After a few turns, a huge warehouse appeared in front of us.
There are a lot of shelves, this is the first impression.
There were several oil paintings hanging on the nearby shelves, as well as some artworks whose meanings were incomprehensible. The painting tools in use were randomly thrown on the ground. Judging from the degree of solidification of the paint, it was obvious that the 'perpetrator' had not left for long.
"It seems that you, the 'rightful master', came to the door and felt shy." Ye Gengyi said.
Belmode didn't want to talk to him.
Now, it's obvious that he's going to be ridiculed...
Although the goal of Dixiuxing was to make a new comeback, she still felt very uncomfortable after seeing the wax statue with her own eyes.
"Don't let anyone run away," Belmode said.
"You are overthinking," Ye Gengyi corrected: "He should be very happy when the goal he has been dreaming about appears."
This...Belmode was startled.
Well, I have to admit that what Icewine said makes sense.
A pervert who kills people and makes wax figures would be afraid of two high school teachers coming to his door?
I really had a preconceived idea and regarded the other party as the weak one...
But where would people hide?
Belmod looked around.
Notice the area at the other end of the shelf.
There were also several what looked like wax statues there, but they were covered with white cloth.
She walked over quickly.
When he came to one of them, he reached out and pulled off the white cloth.
In an instant, a familiar wax model appeared.
Judging from the figure, it was clearly the one placed in the entrance hall before.
Belmode: "..."
Actually made two?
etc......
Her eyes fell on the other white cloths, and then she opened them one by one.
The third...the fourth...the fifth...all are wax models of 'New Deed Tomorrow'.
Against the backdrop of the lights, these pale-skinned, faceless models seem to be phantoms frozen in the torrent of time in the past, constantly sending out silent shouts towards the future.
"It's quite hard." Ye Gengyi's voice came from the side and behind.
Belmod thought that the man was sarcastic about him again, and subconsciously looked in the direction of the voice. However, he noticed that Icewine was looking at a wax figure sitting on the sofa over there.
Why do you still have...the obsession is so deep.
Belmode was helpless.
She knew that it was not appropriate to pass the blame to me, because the painter only appeared after she replaced Tomoaki Arata.
And even if he was targeted before, he didn't investigate this information when he decided to disguise himself as Shinde Tomaki.
Although it may not necessarily have any impact on your plan, it is terrible, for example:
Just like gin and vodka, you go on a mission coolly. After completing the operation, you come back and find that the Porsche 356A has been stolen...
Belmode thought as he walked to the sofa.
He casually glanced at the wax statue, and his brows suddenly wrinkled again.
The pale cheeks of the wax statue were randomly smeared with blood-like red paint.
Especially the lack of facial features, originally at the corner of the mouth, the not-so-pretty arc is particularly eye-catching.
"Stop pretending." Ye Gengyi's voice sounded again, "Your heartbeat and breathing are as harsh as thunder."
Um?
Belmode's eyes narrowed.
The next moment, the wax figure on the sofa suddenly jumped up, screaming and rushing towards her.
A few meters passed in an instant.
Belmode didn't panic, he just quickly turned to the right and sideways to avoid it.
At the same time, she also noticed that the other party didn't just pounce on him, there was also a bright knife hidden under the raised cuffs.
"It's really dangerous..." Belmod moved to Ye Gengyi's side, winked at him, and said calmly, "Don't watch the fun, if I do something, it will be difficult for the police to explain. "
"Aren't you going to interact with your fans for a while?" Ye Gengyi asked.
After all, Belmode had a stable mentality and was not provoked to say the angry words of 'If you don't come, I will.'
"I paid for it..." she reminded emphatically.
Ye Geng nodded, not intending to waste any more time. He took half a step forward. When Ju Xiuxing turned around and rushed towards him again with his knife, he found the right moment to kick the opponent in the middle. The door is wide open on the chest.
The knife fell to the ground with a "clang" sound. Di Xiuxing took a few deep breaths, but his vision went dark and he fainted.
"It's a pleasure to cooperate." Ye Gengyi seemed to have done something insignificant.
"Sigh... I still trust you."
Belmode sighed upon seeing this, "Otherwise, how could I dare to come to this place with you alone? If you want to avenge your previous grudges, I will be in great danger."
"Oh?" Ye Gengyi lowered his voice, "So you already know that I stole your mailbox and sent Kalbados, who was guarding outside, back."
Belmod's expression froze, and he grasped the pocket pistol again with a flick of his wrist.
etc......
Suddenly, she was back again.
Even if Icewine sends an email to Karbados in his own name, if he is not dead or does die unfortunately, the living Ye Gengyi will not be able to explain it...
"Ha... trust."
Here, Ye Gengyi glanced at her coldly, "The deal is over, go find the rope to tie the person up."
Belmode: "..."
