Give weak women a heart of steel

Chapter 70 What do they have in common?
"Hey! Don't say such things!"

Yamashiro shouted!

"Senior, this kind of thing...!"

Nakane Ryuji still couldn't believe it.

"I have always believed that the human heart is inherently evil." The white-haired old man said: "Desire, this holy grail of sin."

"Mankind was born from this, and from it he obtained the supreme sword."

"But he who holds the sword will be wounded by the sword."

The white-haired old man said and looked at Shancheng again: "You have a plan after all."

"Do you think, what would happen if Yoshida was killed? Killed by a "predator"! "

"And just right."

"Pray to the Holy Grail, and the Holy Grail will answer."

"There is heavy snow falling in the sky, and among all the rumors, there are rumors that there are "predators" appearing on snowy nights. "

"So, what reason did you use to trick Yoshida out?"

"This kind of thing is very simple for you. After all, Yoshida is your follower, and you can influence her actions to some extent, right?"

"Ah, what a stupid guy."

"As someone said, as long as your mind is strong enough, you can survive in the hands of a predator.After all, he is just an ordinary person, even with such a vicious reputation as a "predator".As long as you don't get out of the solid building, the "predator" will be helpless against you. "

"He is just an ordinary person."

"Of course, this doesn't matter to you." The white-haired old man sat on the sofa and took a long breath like a whale: "After all, to you, that guy is a terrifying demon who must be killed. The rules of the devil, the evil spirits.”

"You see, he did think so and killed Na Yoshida."

"How is it? How is it?" The white-haired old man stood in front of Shancheng, almost folding his waist.

He opened his mouth wide and looked horrifying.

"How does it feel to see someone else kill Yoshida?" the white-haired old man said, "I feel very satisfied."

"Look, I got rid of Yoshida easily, and he won't be suspected."

"That's what you thought just now, right? Yamashiro."

"If you don't have blood in your hands, you won't feel guilty. But the congealed fruit is extraordinarily sweet."

The old man looked at the silent mountain city, his interest completely exhausted.

"Nakane, take out her phone and check it."

Under the command of the old man, Nakane Ryuji roughly searched Yamashiro's mobile phone.

Of course it's very simple, after all, there are a lot of small dolls hanging on Yamashiro's mobile phone.

Asked Yamashiro to turn off his cell phone, Yamashiro was very cooperative.

The cooperation makes people feel strange. Since they have been found out, why are they so cooperative?
Nakane first clicked on the line, which contained news that Yamashiro had communicated with Yoshida.

But it was just ordinary news. Yamashiro did not have any news to make Yoshida leave home.

Then came the email again, but the same thing happened with the email.

Looking at it this way, it’s just an ordinary student mobile phone.

"Senior." Nakane Ryuji looked at the white-haired old man: "There is no news." "Idiot." The white-haired old man took the phone and flipped it up and down.

"Ah, I found it." The white-haired old man clicked on a program and looked at the empty interface above.

"Isn't this nothing?" Nakane Ryuji said.

"This is a very popular software among young people. The messages you send will be automatically deleted after a period of time." The white-haired old man looked at Yamashiro: "Right, Yamashiro."

"What is the use of this kind of software?" Nakane Ryuji was a little confused.

"Young people just like useless things like this." The white-haired old man threw the phone to Yamashiro again: "To be honest, I'm not interested at all in whether you want to kill Yoshida or not."

"What I'm interested in is who instigated you to do it." The white-haired old man said: "As long as you tell me, no matter what you do, I will pretend to look down on it."

"Besides, you don't have to worry about me going back on my word. After all, you handled it so well, and we don't have any evidence to do anything with you."

"So, can you tell me who instigated you?"

"Old man, are you a fool?" Yamashiro said: "Aren't these rumors everywhere? Everyone in Nanqianzhu knows that if you go out at night, you may die!"

"How could I know why Yoshida wanted to go out at night!" Yamashiro shouted: "How could I have killed Yoshida! If I knew, I would definitely call her and tell her not to let her go out!"

The white-haired old man sat on the sofa, took out his ears, and waved to Shancheng, indicating that she could leave.

"Senior, what should we do now?" Nakane Ryuji asked again: "Can you believe what Yamashiro said?"

"She must have caused Yoshida to go out." The white-haired old man spread his hands: "What can we do? As long as she doesn't directly contact the "Predator", then our clues in Yamashiro are broken again. . "

"The "predator" is still alive and well, hiding in the dark and taunting us. "

The white-haired old man thought hard: "And if we want to capture him, we need to go back to the starting point and start by finding out his hunting logic."

"Then, Shancheng won't care about it?"

Nakane Ryuji asked.

"Of course, no matter what, what we are looking for is a "predator" and it is not a mountain city that knows nothing. "

The white-haired old man touched his chin: "So, what is this logic?"

"Obviously Jiro was the one who took the initiative to call the people out, but he himself died."

"This time it was Yamashiro who called people out, but Yoshida was dead."

"What do these two have in common?"

The white-haired old man touched his chin: "In terms of status, Yamashiro and Jiro are both people who want to kill others, but why didn't Yamashiro die? Why did Yoshida die?"

"Maybe it's because Yamashiro is in the house." Nakane Ryuji replied after thinking for a while.

"Idiot." The white-haired old man educated: "If it is really because of this reason, only Shancheng will die."

"Didn't I tell you? This kind of murderer, without exception, has his own code of conduct. Just like when there is only excrement on the dinner plate, you will not choose to eat, but will choose to leave."

"If he chose Yamashiro, then Yoshida wouldn't have to die at all!"

"What do Yoshida, Jiro, and Shinji Oka have in common?"

The white-haired old man thought hard, then gave up: "In this case, we still have to ask their families."

"My understanding of them is too limited, and I can't piece together any useful information at all." The white-haired old man looked at Nakane Ryuji: "When do people here usually get off work?"

"It's about eight or nine o'clock." Nakane Ryuji said: "Senior."

(End of this chapter)