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"Tick tock—"

"Tick tock—"

The blood dripped on the ground, gradually converging into a small pool, and the sound became more and more obvious.

The hairs on their bodies stood on end, and sweat dripped from their bodies.

"Tick-tick-"

They couldn't tell whether it was the sound of blood dripping, or the sound of sweat dripping, or the sound of blood and sweat falling together.

…

In the Metropolitan Police Department, police officers and detectives kept coming in and out.

"How about it, have you found a building that meets the requirements?"

"not yet…"

"I haven't found it here yet..."

"Give me another half an hour..."

"The three councilors can't hold on any longer. If the bloodletting continues, even if the blood clots, they will go into shock due to excessive blood loss for a long time..."

"fifteen minutes…"

"I found it! The houses in this area are very suitable! Whether it is height or other, they are very suitable..."

"An area? How should I lock it in a specific building?"

The detectives chattered.

In order to find out the specific address, they all resorted to their own methods and called various contacts.

"Who lives in that area? Is there a list?" Baima Tan closed his eyes and pondered for a moment, then suddenly opened his eyes and asked.

"This, there should be..." The police officers looked at each other.

"Give it to me." Tan Baima ordered.

"Listen to him." Director Baima said from the side.

He didn't mind Baima Tan commanding these subordinates.

"Okay!" The two police officers hurried away.

Soon came back with a stack of papers.

"There are more than 400 households in this area..." the two police officers said.

"I see." Baima Tan took the document and nodded.

Then began to quickly flip through the files.

Skimming over one name after another.

In the end, it stopped at a name.

"This house belongs to Naganagata?" He asked, pointing to a name.

"No... I don't know... This area is not under our control, but it says so in the information..." The two police officers looked at each other and said.

"White Crow has done the same thing before, judging the target in a room under the name of the target." Motegi Haruhime said immediately.

"This house is in... the fourth floor of Mihua Town..." He took two steps forward to look at the specific address on the document.

The surrounding detectives immediately ran towards the door.

"Hurry up, order someone, let's go together." Director Baima ordered.

"Let's go, Brother Baima." Mogi Haruhime greeted, and walked towards the door.

Now let's see who gets there first.

Haruhime Motegi walked to the door and was about to hail a taxi, but found that all the taxis on the street had been snatched up by other detectives, and there were even some wits on the street just to grab a taxi.

He looked at such a messy situation and felt a little overwhelmed for a moment.

Suddenly, the sound of propellers was heard from above.

A helicopter appeared from the rooftop of the Metropolitan Police Department and flew in one direction.

"It's really impressive." Motegi Haruki lit a cigarette.

The helicopter is dispatched directly, is there any need for it?

Unless he can fly too.

All he knew was that he should stay in the Metropolitan Police Department and ride the helicopter with the other party.

By the way, Guntian wouldn't be doing just that, right?

Motegi Haruki looked at the surrounding streets, but did not see Gundam Ikumi, and twitched the corners of his mouth.

This is outrageous.

…

The helicopter stopped outside a building.

The ladder was lowered.

Baima Tan and Guntian Yumei climbed down by the ladder, and when they were still some distance from the ground, they jumped down.

Land firmly.

"Hiss—" the two gasped at the same time.

One stretched out his hand to touch his back, and the other stretched out his hand to cover his abdomen.

It's where the two hurt each other.

The two looked at each other and smiled helplessly.

Looking around again, his expression became even more helpless.

Not only the two of them have arrived, but many other detectives have also arrived.

There are even quite a few traffic policemen stopping people one by one to collect fines.

It was obvious that these detectives came here by drag racing.

"White Crow—"

"You're surrounded—"

"Give it a shot—"

A detective pulled out a loudspeaker from the car and started shouting.

"I'm the first detective to arrive, remember my name, my name is—"

"Don't listen to him, I was the first to arrive, and my name is—"

"They're all liars, I'm number one, I'm—"

One detective after another pulled out a horn, or a large horn, or a small horn, and began to shout at the building.

"Has everyone prepared so well..." Baima looked around at the people holding the horns, with a helpless expression.

"Something's wrong though." He frowned.

"It's not right, it's too quiet." Guntian Yumi nodded.

The detectives outside were all so loud, but the people inside didn't make a sound.

There was no movement of trying to escape.

Is the crow really in there?

Baima Tan suddenly had a question in his heart.

The police rushed to the scene.

surrounded the building.

"Two people, go to open the door, and the rest, pay attention to vigilance, if we go in together, the other party may use flash bombs or other blind methods to sneak into us and escape." White Horse Detective said.

Soon, two police officers stepped forward and opened the door.

Bai Ma Tan followed behind them, and the moment the door opened, he saw the scene inside the house.

In a three-story building, the crystal chandelier in the lobby has been removed and replaced with three iron hooks.

The three figures were tied with ropes and hung on iron hooks.

There was no blood on the ground, and the scene was not as **** as it had been several times.

The whole house exudes a stench of rotting corpses.

"Who\'ll be the person?"

(Who is the priest?)

"I, said the Rook."

(I'll come, said the crow.)

"With my little book."

(Use my little notebook.)

"I\'ll be the parson."

(I'll be his pastor.)

A light, low hum came from the phonograph nearby.

It was a tape that had already been recorded.

"He died a long time ago. Judging by the degree of decay of the corpse, he has been dead for at least three days." Guntian Yumei said looking at the corpse.

As a former forensic doctor, she is very experienced in judging these.

"We were deceived by the white crow again." A detective standing outside the door made an unwilling voice.

"I'm sorry to deceive you again this time, as the price..." The phonograph was still playing the recorded voice without any delay.

"I sacrificed the lives of three councilors to the devil in an attempt to obtain the devil's forgiveness."

"And the devil told me..."

White Crow's indistinguishable electronic voice was full of smiles.

"For me, as a criminal, to use deception is a virtue."

"Then we... see you in the next trial."

"White crows are everywhere." Even the electronic sound ~lightnovelpub.net~ people seem to be able to hear the irony from it.

The phonograph was still spinning slowly.

Playing the last recording.

"So Cock Robin, farewell."

(Then goodbye, mockingbird.)

"All the birds soft hair."

(All birds.)

"Fella-sighinganda-sobbing."

(All sigh and cry.)

"When they heard the bell toll, for poor Cock Robin."

(When the knell rings for poor mockingbird.)