But he calculated the time precisely, and when he was waiting for Sakaki Makoto at the foot of the mountain...
Don't talk about people...
Didn't even see a ghost!
That's why he ventured up the mountain to check the situation.
Did I miscalculate the time?
Yamamoto Makihara muttered something and planned to go back to the hotel and commit the crime in the middle of the night.
Just then...
"Wait a moment!"
Kuroiwa Tatsuji showed up.
“You’re finally here!”
Yamamoto Makihara quickly turned around and squatted, drew his gun, pointed the muzzle at Kuroiwa Tatsuji, and narrowed his eyes slightly.
Kuroiwa Tatsuji was stunned and slowly raised his hands.
The other party has a gun.
He is very self-aware.
After a while...
"Who the hell are you?"
Yamamoto Makihara looked at the shiny oval head in front of him and was a little confused.
He had seen the photos.
Sakaki Makoto is not that ugly!
Pooh!
This is not him!
"I...."
Boom!
Plop!
With a muffled sound, Yamamoto Makihara's eyes went dark and he fell to the ground.
The mustache-wearing Kawashima Hideo dropped the stick in his hand, took out a syringe from his pocket without saying a word, and stabbed it into Yamamoto Makihara's neck.
Kuroiwa Tatsuji walked over with a sneer, kicked the PPK pistol that fell to the ground, and cursed:
"Oh, so what about a famous detective?"
"If you're poisoned by pufferfish, even gods can't save you!"
"Okay, come and move the body quickly, or we'll be in trouble if we're discovered!"
Hideo Kawashima shouted.
The three of them used all their strength to carry the body to the top of the mountain.
This is a cliff with a turbulent sea below, a perfect place to destroy the bodies and cover up the traces.
But all three of them were almost sixty years old, and their bodies could not bear carrying the corpse up the mountain road for such a long time.
As he sat in the pavilion catching his breath, Hedgehog Head stepped forward and removed the corpse's sunglasses.
It was a completely unfamiliar face.
“Hello…Hello!”
The hedgehog head began to tremble in fear.
"What's wrong?"
Kuroiwa Tatsuji asked as he pounded his old leg.
"This doesn't look like Sakaki Makoto!"
"What?!"
Hideo Kawashima and Tatsuji Kuroiwa looked at each other and rushed over immediately.
When they saw the face that was completely different from the one in the newspaper, they both felt as if someone had poured a basin of cold water on them, and their hands and feet became cold.
It's over...
Killed the wrong person...
Kuroiwa Tatsuji swallowed his saliva and began to tremble:
"What should we do now..."
Kawashima Hideo's eyes flashed with ferocity, and he said with bared teeth:
"What else can I do?"
"If you want to blame someone, blame his bad luck!"
"Throw him into the sea!"
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