Detective Conan's Scarlet Miracle

Chapter 215 The Crossroads of the Maze ([-])
As the sun gradually sinks below the horizon, night gradually falls.

Nishi-Kunitachi in Tokyo.

In the darkness shrouded in night, in front of a deserted shrine, three figures were lying straight on the ground, the surroundings were dead silent, and little drops of blood seeped out from under the three of them.

And in the dark package, a figure stood quietly beside the three, looking at the three fallen on the ground, let out a creepy laugh.

The figure was wearing clothes that people would never set foot in. If he was walking on the street, this samurai uniform that did not match the times was enough to attract a lot of attention.

He was wearing an ancient samurai uniform, with slightly bulky culottes and a black cloth placket, making him look like a Japanese samurai in the past.And in his hand, a ray of coldness slowly subsided, and he finally put it into the scabbard.What makes people even more disturbing is that he still wears a mask on his face, which looks quite like an old man, with three beards drooping quietly, as if he is playing someone, and there is no expression in the dark eye sockets .

Slowly picking up the three books that fell around the three of them, the masked man gave another strange laugh, received the three books in his arms one by one, turned around and disappeared into the darkness.

Late at night, Osaka.

In a takoyaki shop, the masked man looked at the man who had fallen to the ground with a rib stick stuck in his chest. He sneered, turned and left.

There is also a book in the man's hand.

In the early morning, Kyoto.

In a bar in Dongshan District, a man with the appearance of a bartender flashed a gleam of unwillingness in his eyes, and fell to the ground. In front of him, the masked man slowly put away his knife and walked slowly towards the table beside him.

Taking advantage of the dim light, the masked man slowly picked up a book, stared at it quietly for a while, then turned and left.

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No. 8, District 56, the girl let out a long sigh of relief and fell down on the chaise longue.

She took off her mask, half-closed her eyes lazily, and the sunlight poured in from the window, illuminating this exquisite small villa.

"The total amount of renovations is in the millions..." She rubbed her chest with a bit of pain, pulling out a large piece of skin that made people's eyes stand straight. "What's the use of leaving a bunch of weapons worth over [-] million? It's good to leave some cash... Can you sell your weapons?"

No one answered, and the surrounding area was empty.

After working for a long time, I just lived for myself.

You have to find an excuse to move out of Kudo's house, so you can't worry that kid.

Having concerns is troublesome, and you will have scruples about everything you do.

Fei Linai turned over on the chaise longue, and looked at this room called home after all.A house that is completely decorated according to your own wishes is perfect and comfortable.It suits her temper perfectly.

This directly led to a certain time when Gin entered the house and stared at a bouquet of fake flowers for a long time.

Fei Linai casually picked up the pillow on the sofa, and rolled it from the chaise longue into the fluffy carpet, scattered all over the curly hair, shining golden-red light under the sunlight.

She carved six long marks on the wall with a very sharp blade.

Seeing this, she suddenly threw the pillow aside, ran to the wall with her bare feet, took out a Nepalese army knife, and stroked vigorously behind the sixth stroke. The white wall powder slipped, floated in the air, and fell to the ground again. .

"The seventh day."

Fei Linai seemed to be looking at her masterpiece, standing in front of the wall, looking at the seven abrupt nicks on the empty wall.

She had planned a long time ago that this wall must stay. She waited for him for a day and carved a mark on it. When the fire burns, you must end your life in the fire and do the craziest thing in your life.This is her interpretation of such things as love, and it is her ability to make the greatest sacrifice for the person she likes under such circumstances.

(End of this chapter)