ebonymovies Chapter 570 Packing, Killing, and Changing to the Leader [Stupid Oh Yeah 2333]
Chapter 570 Packing, Killing, and Changing to the Leader [Stupid Oh Yeah 2333]
Chapter 570 Packing, Killing, and Changing to the Leader [Stupid Oh Yeah 2333]
Maho Izumi looked at Jiang Xia who pushed the door, and whispered nervously, "Someone inside might have blocked the door with a heavy object. Well, Miss Akiko hasn't returned to her room..."
As she spoke, she nervously pressed her phone, trying to call Utakura Akiko.
Still no one answered.
Through the door, the sound of the mobile phone in the meditation room could not be heard.
Others also received text messages at this time, and gathered at the door of the meditation room one after another—some of them followed the content of the text messages and thought of this distinctive place, and some heard the voices of Jiang Xia and others, and followed the sound to find the place. come over.
"The sender of that message is Ms. Utakura." Hiroji Yakawa pressed the phone, trying to reason, "If Kira is going to be revived here, Ms. Utakura might indeed be in the meditation room... Why did Kira ask Ms. Utakura? Revenge?"
Maho Izumi was more careful. She still remembered that Utakura Akiko said that she was not feeling well before, and said worriedly: "Could it be that she was feeling uncomfortable and fainted inside? If I don't give first aid immediately..."
"Open the door and have a look!" The photographer reached out and knocked on the upper part of the door of the meditation room—it was not solid wood, but a piece of beautiful colored glaze.
1 minute later.
The glass was smashed open with a click.
I shone in through the gap with a flashlight, and I could see the inside of the door, with a heavy padlock hanging on it—it was actually locked from the inside.
When a group of people banged on the lock.
Vodka moved closer in a low-key manner, looking in through the opening of the door vigilantly.
On the round table in the center of the meditation room, there was a figure lying vaguely at this moment.
Vodka first breathed a sigh of relief instinctively.
——The dead are fixed.So far, it's not him.
...It's just that after such a rough look, the figure lying quietly in the room protrudes forward and backward, and it doesn't look like Bourbon, but a woman.This is a bit regrettable... Speaking of which, where did Bourbon go?What happened today, could it be a serial murder case?
Vodka glanced back at the dark corridor, then at the even darker meditation room in front of him, and was a little curious.
...In all fairness, Uzo's script looks really good, at least it's much more interesting than the "one shot" method he and his elder brother used to use.
The only problem is that when watching these scenes at close range, there is a risk of being picked by Uzo and forcibly captured to participate in the performance.As for the actor in charge of playing the "dead", Wu Zuo is only responsible for sending people to death, and will not guarantee resurrection... Oh, this heartless director.
Vodka secretly took a sip in his heart.
While thinking about it, the padlock on the inside of the meditation room was smashed several times, and the doorknob fell to the ground with injuries.
The door is open.
When they knocked on the door, the other people had already noticed the figure on the table.
As soon as the door opened, a group of people rushed in.The flashlight shines on the table.
I saw the dead body of Utakura Akiko lying on his back on the table with his arms outstretched.Combined with the surrounding magic pattern, the scene looks like a strange sacrifice.
Compared with when they left, the meditation room was extremely chaotic at this time—except for the glass shards splashed by the door when they broke into the room, the poster racks surrounding it were also messed up on the ground.
Now is not the time to tidy up the room, a few people ran over the poster stand to find out the situation of Akiko Tangecang, originally planning to give first aid.
However, after exploring, it was discovered that the person was already hopeless.
The few people had no choice but to withdraw their hands again, staring at the strangle marks on Akiko Utakura's neck, recalling the "Kira's revenge text message" they had just received, feeling chills in their hearts.
Vodka, who was following behind, glanced at Utakura Akiko's body, and felt sorry for this future cute idol for a second.
However, since she was not a fan of hers, Vodka quickly looked away and looked at the poster rack on the ground.
"..." The shelves were knocked down, and I don't know if there is anything wrong with Kira's poster.Hope it's not scratched.
While praying secretly in his heart, he wanted to take a look at the situation by lifting the poster stand while no one was looking.
But when he turned his head and secretly observed other people's movements, Vodka's eyes moved from the corner of his eyes, and he was startled.
——Behind him, there was an extra person at some point.
Wu Zuo pretended to be looking for clues to this secret room murder case, walked around, and "accidentally" slipped behind him.
At this time, other people were still surrounding the dead body of Utakura Akiko, either comforting the weeping Izumi Maho, or sluggishly distracted.
In the small noise, Vodka heard Uzo ask curiously in a low voice: "Are you here for these autographed posters?"
"..." Vodka put on a straight face, trying to turn back from the road of social death, "Oh, I just think there may be a conspiracy behind this seance, so come and have a look—who would come here specially for a few posters? run so far."
Wu Zuo seemed to believe it, and nodded when he heard the words: "That's it, that's good."
Then he patted him on the shoulder, turned around and strolled to the other side, looked up at the window several meters high.
"...?"
Vodka looked at his back blankly and warily.
What is that good?
It always feels like something bad is going on...
Thinking of this, combined with the topic that the two of them talked about just now, Vodka's heart skipped a beat.
He stared at the upside-down poster stand on the ground, was silent for a moment, then slowly squatted down, lifted it up a little through the gloves, and glanced sideways.
I saw that the front of the shelf was empty, and the poster that had been pasted there before was taken off by someone and taken away.
Vodka: "..."
He frowned and looked at it for a second, then went to lift another board.
The result is the same.
Where's the "..." poster?
Where did the poster go?
I was about to pick up the third piece.
At this time, there was a sound of footsteps in the corridor, and a person ran in at the door humming.
It was Puzhiki Kazuo who came - the doctor who had a good relationship with the god stick Hirasaka Reiki.
At this time, his face was flustered, his pupils trembled slightly, as if he had been frightened: "Mr. Hirasaka, Mr. Hirasaka is dead! It seems to be dead..."
Halfway through the conversation, Park Zhimu Kazuo caught a glimpse of the corpse on the table, as if his throat was choked by a terrifying hand, he stopped his voice, and stood there sluggishly.
Several other people who were grieving for Akiko Utakura also froze with him when they heard this sentence.In addition to being terrified, I was a little confused, what does it mean to "seem" dead...
Jiang Xia looked back at the window and looked at him: "What's going on? Where is Mr. Hirasaka now?"
Park Zhimu and Xiong are doctors anyway, just now when they touched the corpse alone, they panicked a little bit.
Now that there are more people, it slowly slows down.
He pointed to the corridor: "Over there!"
……
On the way to Hirasaka's room, Park Zhiki Kazuo whispered: "I received a strange text message, 'Kira has been resurrected', so I plan to discuss it with Mr. Hirasaka-he has always been very researched on souls and the like. ..."
(End of this chapter)