Chapter 1862 1862 [It’s just Uzo’s order]

 Takamori Masumi turned around from the window and looked at President Inozuka, who provided her with a modeling job after she entered society and promoted her along the way. Her eyes were buried in the shadows of her hair, and she whispered: "I am a 'funeral silver coin'? Why can you say such things as if nothing happened..."

Looking at her expression, Inozuka Jiro felt something bad. He stood up from the body vigilantly to prevent the woman from going mad and pounced on him and bit him: "Aren't you? Then tell me why you are standing in this secret room. In the same room."

Hearing his unabashed question and the real doubts in his words, an unforgettable scene he saw in elementary school suddenly appeared in Masumi Takamori's mind -

The pair of beautiful little birds raised in the class inexplicably pushed their eggs out of the nest and smashed them to pieces. However, as if nothing happened, they stood on the child's body and acted cutely to the classmates with an innocent look on their faces. .

“I used to respect you like an elder, even like a father. When I guessed who the ‘funeral silver coin’ was, I excluded you first. But...”

Takamori Masumi let out a desperate sneer. She suddenly raised her hand, and the hand behind her back actually held a loaded pistol. She angrily asked: "Why am I standing in this room... Shouldn't I ask you this, 'Funeral Silver Coin'!"

 There was a gunshot.

 Less than three meters away, gunshots and blood sprays started almost simultaneously.

The bullet penetrated his chest. Inozuka Jiro looked shocked and fell to the ground. He never thought that this model, who was still just an underage kid in his heart, would actually have a gun hidden on his body.

Until he lost consciousness, he didn't understand why the plot was completely different from what he planned.

—After Inukai died, he had guessed the identity of the "funeral silver coin" and had already grasped the opponent's handle.

According to Inozuka Jiro's plan, the "Funeral Silver Coin" should obviously go to the meeting place to kill Jiang Xia after completing these serial murders, or commit suicide, and send him away in exchange for a famous detective...

 But how come you were one step ahead and were sent away first?

 …And what’s wrong with Takamori Masumi in this? No matter how much she thought about it, she should not be the one to be buried with silver coins.

In addition, why did Takamori Masumi ask him to bury the silver coins? How could he, Inozuka Jiro, use such a tortuous and insidious method of killing!

 “Mr. Inozuka?!

“…Ambulance, call an ambulance!”

 With his head full of question marks, Inozuka Jiro's consciousness gradually disappeared and sank into eternal darkness.

 …

 The ambulance roared in, carrying the lifeless Inozuka Jiro, and roared away.

　　While loading the person into the ambulance, Hashimoto Maya used a telescope to quietly observe the expressions of the medical staff. He noticed that one of the people quietly shook his head at the other, and then the two people's movements of loading Inozuka Jiro into the ambulance became fast but perfunctory - it seemed that this man was probably hopeless.

"How should I put it?" Maya Hashimoto put down the telescope, thinking that she would feel panic, but at this time, there was only a numb tranquility in her heart after the storm, "I didn't feel surprised at all."

Kurosawa Kazuma went to inquire about the news and came back with the information: "I heard that he was taken away by a murderer in a frenzy. Gee, this guy is really unlucky."

"Unlucky?" Maya Hashimoto laughed twice and whispered, "It is indeed, but it is 'unlucky' in another sense."

Kurosawa and Ma Yi were startled, and looked at him with some vigilance: "Why are you so babbling that you can't just say what you have to say? Do you know the inside story?"

Maya Hashimoto shook his head, looking like he couldn't say anything: "Let's talk about your next teammate. If your superior thinks I'm troublesome, I don't mind going solo - besides, since Jiro Inozuka He's dead, is it now your turn? I suggest you move to a place with fewer people, but don't choose Gudao Villa or something like that, just find an ordinary residential house and forget about it."

"Let's talk about this later." Kurosawa Kazuma scratched his head, "Compared with the next hiding place, have you forgotten one thing? - That guy from Inozuka didn't send Jiang Xia an appointment message in your name last night. What if you leave now and are suspected of being the murderer?” ˆ ˆ ˆ “…”

Maya Hashimoto suddenly remembered that there was indeed such a thing, and her movements froze, wanting to rush down and beat Inozuka Jiro to death again.

 Soon he took another deep breath: No, you can’t be angry or impulsive, you must maintain a peaceful mind...

 He hurriedly recited the self-made Anti-Uzuo Sutra in his mind and calmed down again.

Then he thought for a moment, stood up decisively, and went to pack his luggage: "Let's go. Jiang Xia will not find the wrong murderer. He knows that we are innocent, and..."

Halfway through his words, his movements suddenly froze. Maya Hashimoto stared at an extra note that appeared in the pile of clothes at an unknown time, with an expression as if she had seen a ghost.

  —It is a simple and elegant piece of letter paper, which is provided by the hotel.

At this time, there were only two lines written in the letter:

[Let’s have a chat, I’m interested in your friendship.

  —Ouzo]

A few cute letters like bubbles fell into Maya Hashimoto's eyes, but they almost stopped breathing.

 … Just because the code name formed by this string of letters represents the terrible legend in that organization.

Even just this code name can make Maya Hashimoto’s heart skip a beat. And at this moment, when I think of the way it appeared...

Hashimoto Maya felt as if a new railway of poor quality had been built, leaving only a string of ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-beating.

Maya Hashimoto: "..." There are only two of them living in this room. Even the waiter will not come over. In order to prevent him from escaping, the window has been adjusted to a gap that can only be opened by a fist. Let alone people, the cat thought. It's hard to get in.

 …So, how did this note appear here? !

 First of all, exclude yourself. Even if you are sleepwalking, you will not write such terrible things.

So is it Inozuka Jiro, or... Kurosawa Kazuma?

Maya Hashimoto hid the note calmly, turned back slowly, looked at Kurosawa Kazuma, and looked at him very seriously for the first time.

 Kurosawa Kazuma's back was hairy when he stared at him: "?"

 Hashimoto Maya: “…”

 …It doesn’t look like it.

Even if it was Kurosawa Kazuma who really brought the note in, this guy probably didn't take the initiative on his own initiative, but was accidentally calculated.

Maya Hashimoto: "..." But he could be tricked into bringing in a note, he could bring in poison, he could go crazy in the middle of the night and strangle him... Maya Hashimoto is, after all, a member of the organization who licks blood from the edge of his knife. One hundred and one ways of death emerged, and the hairs on my back could not help but stand up.

 (End of this chapter)