Creation of Dongying Guitan

At this moment, what is going on in Detective Guangchuan's mind?

She was slightly curious about it.

When the assistant investigator of the East Police Department told her the truth and invited her to participate in this ceremony, the idea of ​​refusing flashed in her mind.

The assistant told her with a very serious expression: "Miss Tang Ze, we are not joking - if you refuse to participate in this ceremony, the head-pulling witch will appear on time in twenty hours and pull out your head. Citizen Goddesses, superstars, these are just dreams."

"Such words don't threaten me, and besides, I'm not necessarily afraid of death," she said.

Assistant: "Miss Tang Ze, the difference between you at this moment and the gentle and elegant image on the movie screen is too great."

She said: "Yeah, I also thought that the police would be honest with innocent victims like in the movies, but the truth is-they are full of lies to try to deceive victims."

The assistant seemed to be stabbed to the point, and instantly raised his voice: "I didn't lie to you!"

She said, "Really? Then how do you explain that those of us who have been betrayed will suffer instead, and those who betrayed will be safe?"

Assistant: "The rules of the grotesque are like this, and there is nothing we can do... You should know that the grotesque will not make sense."

She suddenly smiled: "I checked the information about the head-pulling witch in the forum. The first time she appeared, she killed one person, the second time it was ten, and the third time it was a hundred. Not surprisingly, this There should be a thousand at a time, but there are far more than a thousand people in this hall—

When I was filming a movie in the lobby on the second floor just now, I noticed that there were about a thousand people there. "

Assistant: "You can tell how many people there are at a glance? That's just your wild guess."

She said: "You have lined up too neatly, a rectangle, 50 people on one side, 20 people on the other side, I need to go one by one.

count?If my guess is correct, those people in the lobby on the second floor are all traitors. "

In the end, it was the investigator code-named the living who convinced Makoto Karazawa.

He said this: "He Mao Zhenji said that the betrayed will always have resentment, and the betrayer will be locked by the witch. It turns out that you haven't forgotten Detective Hirokawa. If so, you should also think about him. "

It was only then that Tang Ze Makoto remembered that she seemed to have overlooked a very important point - although she never thought that Guangchuan Gu Xing would be the kind of scumbag who betrayed her beloved, in fact, the other party had already been targeted by the witch.

If she insists on not participating in the ceremony, then Guangchuan Gu Xing will suffer disaster in all likelihood.

"Hey,"

At this time, a middle-aged woman beside her suddenly said to Tang Zezhenqin: "Miss, why are you so tightly wrapped?"

Tang Ze Makoto remained silent.

Middle-aged woman: "Is it because you are afraid that others will see your face?"

Tang Ze Makoto subconsciously shook her head, but then nodded again.

Middle-aged woman: "I really don't understand you guys. You guys are obviously victims. The ones who should feel ashamed are those scumbags who have changed their minds. Why do you all hide your face!"

……

St. Mary's Cathedral, the lobby on the first floor, the living person's assistant Fujio Kojima walked into the lobby with Nakarin Toku in a suit and leather shoes.

The two walked to the innermost high platform in the hall.

Nakarin Tokuji whispered something in the ear of Fujio Kojima.

Kojima Fujio waved to an intern assistant in the distance, and soon the intern assistant came up with a loudspeaker.

Zhonglin De frowned for the first time, "There are no microphones and speakers here?"

"It's good to have some use,"

Kojima Fujio handed the loudspeaker to him, "This is just brought over from the Metropolitan Police Department."

Zhonglin Deci: "I'll bring it myself next time—this kind of poor-quality loudspeaker will distort my voice, and it may affect the effect of my persuasion."

Fujio Kojima: "Have you planned the next time?"

Zhonglin Deci: "Assistant Kojima, it's not the next time. This kind of thing will become the norm in the future. I think what we need is a long-term cooperation." He blinked, "I have a hunch that the two of us will become a couple A very good partner.”

Kojima Fujio: "If your persuasion is not effective, it must have nothing to do with the loudspeaker."

"friends,"

Zhong Linde smiled for the first time, picked up the loudspeaker, and turned to the betrayed in the hall, "I know that you are full of uneasiness, fear, fear and unwillingness in your hearts at this moment. Sin, you need to bear the consequences. Don't worry, I'm here to save you...

"By the way, first of all, please allow me to introduce myself. My name is Tokuji Nakarin, and I am from Morito Technology Group. Recently, our team has overcome a great technical difficulty..."

……

St. Mary's Cathedral, basement level, video surveillance room.

Shengzi stood in front of dozens of sets of surveillance videos together with the Living Ones and Haruhi, watching intently.

"That director's information is really not bad,"

The living said to the Son: "The killer code-named [Mantianxing] from the Creation Group really came to make trouble."

Son: "Where is he?"

Survivor: "In St. East Cathedral."

Holy Son: "Shengdong Cathedral?"

"Oh, I didn't tell you before,"

The living said: "Although we gathered all the victims in St. Mary's Cathedral, in our internal police meetings and documents, we have always declared that we will hold a funeral at St. East Cathedral——

"The killer of the Creation Group obviously got the news from our inner ghost and sneaked into the Shengdong Cathedral... I really laughed to death."

Son: "Have you caught him?"

"not yet,"

The living said: "However, the writer has been ambushing there for a long time. The boy's assistant and driver were crushed into pieces by the stars before. He really hates that bastard.

Last night, when I was on the phone with the writer, he said that he had prepared a super scary story for Mr. Tianxing, and hoped that Mr. Tianxing would like it..."

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Chapter 375 How Detective Hirokawa Betrayed Makoto Karasawa

Dongdu, Nakano District, St. Mary's Cathedral is a few streets away from the Santo Cathedral.

Wearing a black bowler hat and a black windbreaker, Gypsophila slipped into the hall on the first floor of the church, escaping the police officers on duty from the East Police Department who were patrolling outside the church intensively.

He walked slowly in the corridor on the side of the hall, near the side door.

Through the crack of the door, he looked into the hall——

Thousands of people were densely packed in the hall, wearing the same black uniforms, sitting cross-legged on complex-shaped magic circles.

In the innermost part of the hall, on a high podium, an onmyoji wearing a tall black hat and a white safari was standing upright behind the podium with his back facing everyone.

A murderous intent flashed across Mantianxing's eyes.The next moment, a transparent beam of light suddenly appeared on the roof above the podium, and then covered the Onmyoji like lightning.

The speed was so fast that the Onmyoji had no time to dodge before being thrown into the beam of light.

Within the beam of light, countless densely packed thin lines instantly appeared.

They passed through the Onmyoji's body, cutting him into countless tiny pieces, and the blood splashed in the beam of light.

There were terrified screams and panicked footsteps in the hall.People collided, crowded, trampled...

"Who hinders the saint,"

Man Tianxing looked at the bloody scene with a stern face, "Who is crushed into meat sauce."

He pressed his bowler hat and turned to leave.

"Hey guy,"

A slightly hoarse male voice sounded behind him, "Don't hurry."

Gypsophila turned around and looked at each other——

The man combed his hair back, and his sunken eyes shot out the sharp gaze of an eagle.

Wearing a gray woolen overcoat, she had half-smoked Bisi Meng with a cigarette in her hand.

"Writer Investigator,"

Man Tianxing had a gloomy face, "If I were you, I would disappear from this country after picking up a life by chance."

The writer took out a color photo from his pocket.

In the photo, two young men in suits are sitting on the lawn, putting each other's shoulders on each other, smiling brightly at the camera.

"Nobuyoshi Ikuta, my most loyal assistant,"

The writer held the photo in his palm and stared at it carefully, "Gucun Bushi, my diligent driver."

"The driver and assistant..."

Man Tianxing showed an incredulous expression, "You want to avenge the driver and assistant? Do you not hesitate to risk yourself?"

"It's more than that,"

The writer took out another book with a black and white cover from his arms, "I also wrote a novel specifically for this purpose that topped the new book bestseller list in Dongdu. I drove hundreds of miles to Lidu and met an eccentric person. The Onmyoji made a bet that was almost impossible to win, and changed the publisher and editor I have worked with for many years..."

Man Tianxing: "If in the end, you get nothing and lose your own life, wouldn't it be ridiculous?"

"You have predicted your own fate with great accuracy,"

The writer walked towards the side door of the hall and kicked it open——

The noisy church instantly fell silent.

Man Tianxing looked towards the hall, and there was only a lonely figure left in the hall that was crowded with more than 1000 people in an instant. He seemed to have just woken up from a dream and looked around blankly.

An investigator assistant, holding a syringe, walked quickly to him

A needle was stabbed at the back of his neck, and the man fell down in an instant.

Several police officers lifted the man and left the hall.

Man Tianxing seemed to understand something, and looked at the writer angrily.

"He's the 'Container' of the East Police Department,"

The writer said: "Number 14, codename [Dream Duplicator]."

Mantianxing: "A person with weird abilities?"