My sick girlfriend can't be my wife Yuno

There are no religious activities in the courtyard with winding paths, and basically no one is idle in the busy afternoon.

The situation was safe, and Kazuki Amano turned into the courtyard with all his strength.

After landing, he rolled sideways, losing momentum.

"This location is indeed very close to the monitoring room."

Kazuki Amano carefully observed his surroundings, and quickly hid in the suspended space under the corridor.

The stilt house of Yumufangjiao left a large hollow area under the floor, which is really convenient for hiding except for some dampness.

Kazuki Amano recognized the location, recalled the monitoring room that Toyo Rang Inai showed him when he took him on a tour, and ran to the other side of the shrine in small steps.

The monitoring room is in the corner of the shrine, like an iron box, with only one door and one window, and the monitoring screen is facing the door and window.

On weekdays, only one believer is on duty here.

Because there is nothing in the church that needs to be kept secret, unless something unexpected happens, surveillance is optional.

The believers in charge of management can only read newspapers and drink tea to get by.

Toyo Rang Inayi complained when passing by here. It is disrespectful to the gods to install surveillance in the shrine.

It can be seen that Yumu Fangjiao is not concerned about this aspect.

This was an unexpected surprise for Amano Kazuki. After understanding the situation, even his plan became much bolder and more radical.

Approaching the monitoring room, through the window, you can see the believers on duty with their backs to the door, leaning on a chair to read a newspaper, and holding a cup of herbal tea in their hands.

The situation was exactly as described by Toyo Rang Inayi.

These believers on duty have developed a fixed behavior pattern, and life can be seen at a glance.

According to the plan, Kazuki Amano turned the doorknob, opened the door and entered without any consciousness of concealment.

"Huh?" The old iron door creaked open and closed, and the believers on duty put down the newspaper when they heard the sound, and looked back subconsciously.

But before he could turn his head, a cold little thing pressed against the side of his forehead, stopping his movements.

"Don't make a sound, or you'll die here." Behind him was a deliberately lowered male voice, like a murderer he fantasized about on a rainy night.

The heart of the believer on duty jumped, and after a moment of panic, he couldn't laugh or cry: "Hey, who are you, don't make such a joke."

He seemed to think that some of his companions were playing tricks on him.

But there was a click on his forehead the next second.

The extremely realistic sound of the firing pin and the gun bolt rubbing against each other penetrated into his brain through bone conduction, knocking him dizzy.

Out of the corner of an eye, the believers on duty realized that what was pressed against their foreheads seemed to be a real gun.

He felt cold all over his body in an instant, the summer heat was pulled away in an instant, and his heart beat wildly like an erection motor.

"Hey, hey! Wait, wait a minute, what do you want to do! This is Yumu Fangjiao, do you want to kill someone?"

The teeth of the believers on duty were chattering.

"Don't shoot! If you have anything to say, I can do it!"

Watching the monitoring room every day, the days of doing nothing have already worn out the backbone of this believer.

In the face of danger, he did not hesitate to throw the gods he believed in to the bottom of his feet.

The eyeballs of the believers on duty rolled wildly, trying to hold back two more words of begging for mercy.

At this moment, he suddenly found that there was a reflection on the monitoring screen, reflecting the person behind him, so he couldn't help looking.

"Are you..."

However, something cold and clammy immediately covered his facial features, and a huge force followed, squeezing his face hard.

The believer subconsciously took a deep breath, but he sucked in a strange smell, and the feeling of suffocation surged into his brain.

Unable to breathe, the on-duty believer struggled fiercely with his hands and feet, but for some reason, his head quickly became dizzy, and his consciousness became more and more blurred.

Before he fell into a coma, he vaguely heard the people behind him talking.

"You only have a daily salary of several thousand yen, why would you put yourself in a dangerous situation?

I have been guarding the surveillance, living the day in a daze.

Presumably for you like this, there are thousands of things that you forget every day, why not forget this one too. "

Kazuki Amano used his left hand with a rubber glove to press the face of the believer on duty, and put him down firmly on the back of the chair.

Then he put away the drug-soaked cotton cloth again, went to the table and clicked on the camera in the parking lot.

He quickly pulled the progress bar and found the picture of himself driving a Mercedes-Benz into the parking lot at noon.

Intercept, delete.

From noon to the present, the screen has been cleaned up by him.

The pictures taken by several other cameras were also carefully checked by him to confirm that he had not been photographed with suspicious actions due to mistakes.

The benefits of full preparation and careful planning before taking action are now reflected.

All the surveillance videos saved are all his normal visits.

Not to mention the scene of sneaking into the shrine, even the scene of him leaving the shrine in the afternoon was not captured.

That is to say, although he had said goodbye to Toyo Rang Inayi.

But if someone judged only by watching the surveillance, then he should actually still be staying in the shrine.

After checking the surveillance video in the afternoon, Kazuki Amano began to check the hard disk again to ensure that the deleted video could not be recovered.

Ten minutes later, he covered the face of the unconscious believer with a newspaper, closed the door and left the monitoring room.

Kazuki Amano's goal is clear.

The problem of monitoring has been solved, and the pistols and tools on his body need to be dealt with.

All the way, he hid in the lower floor of the high-storied building, concealed his traces, and came to the bottom of the cadre's decision-making room.

Kazuki Amano put props such as drugs, detonators, and pistols into tight ziplock bags.

In the cadre decision-making room above the floor, the work of the cadre Funatsu came from time to time.

On the other hand, Kazuki Amano dug a small hole under the corridor at the door of the room openly, buried the ziplock bag, and refilled it with soil.

When reburying, he intentionally simply covered it with soil.

So, a ziplock bag filled with a lot of things pushed the soil out of a small bag.

The small bag is inconspicuous in the dark under the floor.

But Keigo Kurasu who handles the case with reference answers.

During the search, under the admiring gaze of all the police officers, they will be able to find these buried "evidence" with a "sensitivity".

At that time, all the "truths" will be revealed.

Kazuki Amano looked at the small soil bag and patted the dirt off his hands with satisfaction.

So far, all the evidence that would implicate him has been dealt with.

Now he only needs to find another convincing alibi, the final part of the plan, and it will be considered complete.

Although the police will basically not suspect him.

But as the actual murderer of the case, he cannot do without a complete escape certificate.

This is the basic quality that a former God's Choice game winner should have.

Kazuki Amano walked along the staggered load-bearing columns on the lower floor of the building, bent over, and walked towards the second half of the Yumu Fangjiao.

Want to find the strongest alibi.

It still has to fall on the holy girl of the Yumefang Sect, Kasugano Tsubaki.

And speaking of Tsubaki Kasuga...

The second half of the head of the school is the room where the saint's daily work is located.

Kasuga Yatsubaki waited anxiously in the room with the closed door.

Her body was straight, and her back seemed to have started to stiffen. Obviously, this movement had been maintained for a long time.

In front of the table where she was kneeling, there were neatly stacked letters and a cup of cold tea on the table.

Whether it was letters or tea, there was no trace of being used.

Tsubaki Kasuga, who is full of thoughts about the imminent death of his parents, has been restless all afternoon.

After being informed of Funatsu's conspiracy by Kazuki Amano, she also tried to remind her parents.

And her parents did, as Kazuki Amano predicted, laughed off her reminder.

In their view, this is probably just the daughter's lingering fear after having a nightmare, and it can't be taken seriously.

After all, her daughter has vision problems, so how could she discover things that even they didn't know.

Seeing that his parents didn't believe him, Kasuga Yatsubaki didn't dare to find someone to expose the Funatsu cadre casually, so he could only wait anxiously for the arrival of the boy the day before yesterday.

It was originally agreed that between one and five o'clock, people would drive the car to the parking lot.

Because she was too anxious, she couldn't wait to give the order as soon as she arrived at one o'clock.

And Funatsu, who was in charge of preparing the vehicle, didn't stop him at all.

Perhaps in the eyes of the other party, driving the car out of the sight of the believers will make it easier for them, the rebels, to move.

Kasuga Tsubaki sat waiting for Kazuki Amano.

She has done everything she can do now, but she can only suppress the restless anxiety in her heart and wait silently.

In order to prevent others from seeing her abnormality, she even closed the door tightly and did not allow others to enter the house.

As time passed, the sun slowly set to the west.

Tsubaki Kasuga could not hide her uneasiness more and more.

She was sitting on her knees at this moment, her straight back trembling slightly, her hands under the table clenched the hem of her clothes, and her dull eyes were full of uncontrollable anxiety.

"Hey! What kind of expression is this? You look as nervous as a bride who is about to get married in church."

"Woo! Who! Ah... a strange big bird! Ah, no, it's God, Mr. Kazuki Amano?"

As he was thinking wildly, Kasuga Yetsubaki was startled by the sudden sound and jumped up.

She looked up like a frightened rabbit.

The blurry image made her subconsciously think that a large bird had landed on the window sill.

It was only after she shouted that she realized that it was Kazuki Amano who had been here the day before yesterday, so she quickly bit her tongue and changed her words.

"Miss Kasugano, I've seen it once. Your first reaction when you saw me was a strange big bird." Kazuki Amano jumped off the window sill.

"Also, just call me Amano. You are a saintess of the Yumufang Sect, and you are a few years older than me, so you don't need to use an honorific title."

Hearing Amano Kazuki's voice, Kasuga Tsubaki's eyes suddenly lit up, the suppressed emotions disappeared, and he relaxed as if he had lifted a few kilograms of weight.

"Mr. Amano, what should I do, my father and mother will leave in three hours, but I still have nothing to do."

Kasuga Yatsubaki got up anxiously: "Obviously I have people make the car full of mud, but Mom and Dad actually said that it is good to leave early to wash the car. If they really leave... what should I do?"

Kasuga Yatsubaki held Amano Kazuki's arm, she was really anxious, but no one could tell her panic.

At this time, seeing Amano Kazuki seemed to have seen a savior, and finally poured out all his worries and fears.

She spoke extremely fast, as fast as if she had a freshly cooked beef ball in her mouth, and she would burn if she didn't open her mouth to take a breath.

"Mr. Amano, you said that Funatsu and the others planted bombs in other places besides cars, I dare not ask anyone..."

Kasuga Tsubaki was like a repeating gun, asking one question after another without any gaps, making Kazuki Amano dizzy.

"Calm down, Miss Kasugano, please calm down."

Kazuki Amano hurriedly pressed Kasuga Tsubaki: "Have you forgotten, I said that I will take care of everything about your parents. What you have to do now is to wait quietly."

"That Funatsu will be arrested by the police soon." Kazuki Amano pushed Kasuga Tsubaki to the table and sat down.

"It will not exceed an hour at most, and he will be exposed in front of everyone. Enough time can even allow your parents to solve the problem of Funatsu, and then choose a car again, and continue to go to the meeting."

"But, but..." Kasuga Tsubaki was confused, but his cheeks blushed inexplicably, "I really...don't need to do anything?"