Chapter 164 What are they doing?

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During the celebration, Yakasumi was always in a state of anxiety.

Can Yu Renling really succeed in faking his own death with such a simple method?

No matter how you think about it, it's unlikely...but there's no need for him to joke with his own life.

After the celebration ended, Yakasumi hurried back to the secret passage, but before she could go in, she was stopped.

"You can't go in now. We found outsiders down there and are clearing it out."

Yage Cheng's heart skipped a beat. She asked directly, "Isn't that Yu Ren Ling dead?"

"Not him."

Not him...

"Are they those two little devils? Haven't they been caught yet?"

"No, don't ask so many questions."

Yaka Cheng nodded, and then asked casually: "Why did Yu Ren Ling go to that agency? Are you sure he is dead? If he ran away, it would be a big trouble for the police consultant."

She got the answer: "The guard who was guarding him, Lao Ba, ran away...but he is indeed dead, and his body is still down there."

Yakasumi's pupils shrank.

Is the body still down there?

Yu Renling wanted to fake his own death, the essence of which was to take advantage of the fact that these people had no time to get close and investigate, and to conceal the truth!

Although I don’t know what he will do next after faking his death, how can he leave the “body” down there for these people to examine?

...He can't really be dead, right?

"Go prepare for the ceremony, don't worry about it, the ceremony can't go wrong!"

Yakasumi responded, turned around, and his expression turned cold.

…

Miyakawa Ling pushed open the cover of the vent and crawled out covered in dust.

"Ahem." He coughed twice, then stood up straight, straightened his clothes, and his demeanor became arrogant.

Wearing a black suit, an expensive tie, and a middle-aged face with a mask on, he now looks like a wealthy man who is in charge of a conglomerate.

Miyakawa Ling turned around and closed the cover of the vent, so that the person lying inside was slightly covered.

Miyakawa Ling has now come out of the secret passage and is inside the temple.

He left this place and walked outside. Just after turning two corners, he saw a short man looking around anxiously and shouting "Mr. Nishikawa".

Miyakawa Ling walked over.

His figure immediately caught the man's attention: "Mr. Nishikawa! Where have you been? Everyone else is seated!"

"Just looking around." Miyakawa Ling walked over, "Come on, let's go over there quickly."

"Mr. Nishikawa!" The man stood in front of him, looked around, and whispered, "The witch has agreed. She will come to your hotel room after the ceremony is over."

"You are really awesome. So what if I am a witch? I can only obey your orders."

Miyakawa Ling glanced at him.

The man thought he understood, and said with a smug smile: "Mr. Nishikawa, don't worry, I have bribed the group of people around the witch! They didn't agree at first, and even threatened that the witch was the core of Hailai Island and could not be touched no matter what! But, haha, as soon as I showed you the amount, those two people's faces changed immediately!"

Miyakawa Ling's lips curled up slightly, as if he was in a good mood: "After all, our Nishikawa Group is one of the best in the world, not just in Japan."

"Yes! It's their blessing that Mr. Nishikawa wants that little witch!" The man immediately flattered her:

"The same thing happened to the shrine maiden from the Yaka family a few years ago. She slept with someone just for a little more money! She even pretended to be noble in front of you! If you can tolerate this little trick, just treat it as a joke! If you can't tolerate it, what if you really change the shrine maiden?"

Miyakawa Ling walked out, "Okay, stop talking nonsense, the bloodline of the miko still comes from the Yaka family."

The man squinted his eyes and said, "Sir, if you want, wouldn't the next generation of miko have half of the Nishikawa family's bloodline?"

The two were talking as they walked, and although their voices were low, people passing by unexpectedly still heard them.

The man in a suit turned around, and a cold anger flashed across his solemn and stern face: "What did you say?!"

The short man next to Miyakawa Ling immediately shut up.

But the man in front of him didn't pay any attention to him. He just stared at Miyakawa Ling and said, "Xichuan Yuan, it's fine if you just play around, but you even dare to have the idea of ​​​​taking advantage of the witch?"

Miyakawa Ling raised his eyebrows, with a completely fearless attitude: "So what?"

"So what?! What if the sea god gets angry and all future prayer ceremonies are useless? Who will fulfill my wish? Who will cure... my illness?!" The man in the suit was furious and took two steps forward to grab Miyagawa Ryo's tie.

Miyagawa Ryo knew this person, and he had been reported in both the news media and newspapers and periodicals.

He is a very influential person in the business world, and he is well-known for his charity. However, he suffers from a serious illness and has spent a lot of money to find someone willing to donate his kidney, but he has never found a suitable one.

"Don't worry," he said in a rather nonchalant tone, "The previous witch wasn't clean either."

In recent years, more and more people have realized their wishes.

The man in the suit was stunned for a moment, then he let go of Miyakawa Ling and his expression looked much better.

"Nishikawa, have you participated in many prayer ceremonies?"

Miyagawa Ling said nothing.

The short man next to him replied knowingly, "Mr. Nishikawa has participated in the ceremony three times! Also, Mr. Deno, I hope you can be more respectful and know who you are talking to!"

The man in the suit was silent, apologized, and then walked away.

With the help of the man beside him, Miyakawa Ling found the location of the prayer ceremony.

The spacious and bright hall looks like a banquet hall in a high-end hotel. It is hard to imagine that this is a room inside a temple.

As soon as he entered, Miyagawa Ryo saw a large crowd waiting for the ceremony to begin.

They are different from ordinary tourists. From their expensive clothes to their temperament and speech, they all reveal the air of upper class people. Many of their faces can be seen on TV.

The short man said attentively: "Your seat is here..."

As he walked forward and pointed the way, he looked back at Miyakawa Ling, only to see a smile on the latter's face.

The smile was the same as before, but he inexplicably felt a chill and murderous intent. His hands and feet were cold and stiff.

But soon, the boss stopped smiling, and the murderous intent disappeared without a trace, as if it was just his illusion.

The short man waited for him to sit down before hesitantly asking, "Mr. Nishikawa, do you have anything else to say?"

He guessed nervously: "The ceremony will start in ten minutes... I will go and ask those people to go ahead now! There is no point in you waiting for them!"

If Miyagawa Ling raised his head slightly, he could see the faces of many righteous and active people who were highly respected in the charity world along the seats.

Does Poseidon really exist?

Can making a wish to the sea god really make it come true?

Are these people really making a wish to the sea god?

"No, ten minutes. I can wait." He said, "I want to see if there are any other surprises."

Surprise? The short man didn't understand, but he didn't dare to ask more. He stood next to Miyakawa Ling, waiting for the ceremony to begin.

With five minutes left, Yakasumi walked in.

To outsiders, the witch is mysterious and noble. Almost all outsiders are in awe of her. Although the locals are dissatisfied with her previous escape, they will not go too far.

But although the people here also looked at her with eager eyes, there was indifference in their eyes and no one stood up.

"Hurry up."

"Hurry up and start!"

Yakasumi said gently, "Wait a moment, the ceremony will begin soon, please check if the ceremony equipment is intact."

When she walked to Miyakawa Ling's side, she nodded slightly and looked at him tenderly for a second.

However, Miyagawa Ling saw disgust and murderous intent in the depths of those eyes as pure as water.

He didn't respond, and in keeping with his character, he looked back with some sarcasm.

Yakasumi didn't seem to feel embarrassed and quickly passed by the room and walked inside.

After Yage Cheng left, many people in the house could no longer sit still. Their eager gazes were like flames, igniting the air in the house.

In front of each of their seats, there was a bowl of water and a laptop, and next to these things stood their own paper figures.

"I have an appointment with Mr. Maori..."

"Miss Sanqiu, the master has already reserved a seat for you."

Suddenly, two voices were heard outside. Everyone looked over and saw a man pulling a noble woman in. The woman had black hair in a bun and was less than 30 years old. At this moment, her eyebrows were wrinkled and she looked reluctant.

"Ms. Sanqiu, there are too many people outside now. Please go find Mr. Maori after you finish."

Miss Sanqiu glanced at everyone and pursed her lips. "Where is the location?"

The people she was traveling with immediately laughed: "Here, here..."

After Miss Sanqiu sat down, no one paid any attention to her.

In other words, people's attention is no longer on this.

Miss Miaki sat next to Miyagawa Ling. After sitting down, she took out her phone to send a message. Miyagawa Ling saw it with the corner of his eye. She was sending a message to the person with the note "Detective-Mouri Kogoro":

[Sorry, Mr. Maori, I won't be there for now. Please pay attention to whether there is anything strange in the ceremony.]

The latter replied: [Miss Sanqiu, what's wrong? Can't you come? ]

Bells rang in the sky above the temple, one after another, deep and loud, spreading across most of Hele Island.

Miss Sanqiu was stunned for a moment, put away her phone, and looked serious.

"Dong..." After the last bell rang, two teams of people in black robes approached the room. More people passed by the room and walked into the distance - there was a ceremonial venue open to ordinary people.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the prayer ceremony has officially begun."

A man in a black robe walked to the center and said with a smile, "Please repeat your wish to the Sea God ten times in your heart."

Miss Sanqiu closed her eyes.

Everyone closed their eyes.

"Okay, please open your eyes." The man in black robe raised his hand, and a blue rope hung in the air.

Many people began to breathe rapidly.

Miss Sanqiu looked around curiously and found that there were several people in the crowd who were just as confused as she was.

"The Sea God can fulfill all your wishes, no matter what you desire, as long as you have a healthy body..." The man in black robe looked at Mr. Deno.

The latter held his breath and his eyes widened.

"Envious of other people's wealth..." The man in black robe looked to the left, and someone there obviously showed a strange reaction.

"The life of the one you hate..."

"Treasures from other people's collections..."

The man in black robe said a lot, and after arousing everyone's emotions, he said, "So, who wants this opportunity to make the first wish come true?"

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The bidding sounds beside her continued, and Kotoko Miaki was completely stunned.

She had thought of many ways to unfold the prayer ceremony, but she had never expected this... like an auction.

She turned around and looked at each person, some stranger and some familiar.

"Thirteen million!"

What are they doing?

"30 million!"

Auction...Wish?

"Fifty million!"

Wish... How could a wish made to the sea god be realized through auction?

The one who bid the most was the man next to her.

She knew the man's name, Nishikawa Moto.

Kotoko Miaki felt a little uncomfortable. Some bad intuition made her feel that she had mistakenly entered a terrible place.

This is not the place for believers to come for prayer ceremonies.

This is an auction for the upper class.

Finally, the first wish was fulfilled by Nishikawa Moto.

The man in black robe walked up to Kotoko Miaki and tied the blue rope to Nishikawa Moto's paper figure.

It was the same color as the sea, inclusive and clear, but somehow it made the paper figurine's dark, empty eyes seem even more eerie.

"Now let's start the second item." The man in black robe smiled.

Kotoko Miaki had a feeling that the second item would also be something very strange.

The computer screen in front of her suddenly lit up, revealing a temple room. At this moment, a man walked in.

"Is it me?! Will Lord Poseidon fulfill my wish?" The man had an excited look on his face, speaking in a rapid and excited tone, holding his paper figure in his hand.

Around the paper man's neck, there was a red rope that looked like blood.

"I just heard the witch say that those with red ropes tied to the paper figures are the chosen ones! Did I hear it right?" He couldn't wait to run to the black-robed man in the house and ask.

The man in black robe looked at him calmly, as if he was watching a joke: "Yes, you heard it right, you have been chosen by the Sea God, and it is very likely that your wish will come true."

"Oh God! My daughter is saved!" The man asked quickly, "Sir, what should I do next?"

"Just answer some simple questions to confirm your identity and sincerity."

“Okay, okay!”

Seeing the man in black robes start to ask some physical questions, Miaki Kotoko looked up: "What is this for? What does it mean?!"

Standing in the middle of the room is the man with the severed finger.

At this moment, even when he heard the angry question, he was not angry: "Ms. Sanqiu, he is one of the candidates for the Poseidon transaction."

"A deal with Poseidon?!" Miaki Kotoko stood up and said, "Stop making up those lies! Explain it clearly!"

The man pointed at her and narrowed his eyes: "His body can help a certain gentleman here realize his wish. So, do you understand, young lady?"

He stepped forward, "—we are auctioning this man."

It was as if a bomb exploded in her ears. Miaki Kotoko's face turned pale and she fell into a chair. "So this is the truth about the Sea God fulfilling wishes? You - and all of you - you are all breaking the law! You will go to jail! Aren't you afraid?"

The eyes of the people around me suddenly became unfriendly.

Kotoko Miaki got up and ran out.

She's going to call the police!

These... everyone in this room is not human!

"Miaki Kotoko, do you know how to get a seat here? The fact that you can get in proves that the Miaki family is not clean!"

Miaki Kotoko was stunned.

"If you dare to call the police, your family won't be able to escape!"

"..." Miaki Kotoko did not take any further steps. She was trembling and could not utter a word.

"Besides, open your eyes and look around. Is there anyone among us whose contribution to society is not greater than this garbage?"

"For a person like this, it would be a waste of resources if he lived! His death has fulfilled our wish. If we donate another 1.8 million to those in need, it will be considered a worthwhile death!"

Kotoko Miaki was helped to her seat. She didn't say anything else, but looked at everyone here with red eyes, as if she was looking at an animal.

This caused the temperature in the house to drop a few degrees, and everyone was a little unhappy.

"Three Autumns..."

"All right." An untimely applause suddenly rang out from inside the house.

Everyone looked over, but saw the person clapping with a proud and knowing smile on his face: "Go on, don't ruin your mood."

His smile made Miaki Kotoko very uncomfortable, because the man seemed to be saying that he was used to people like her, and he had already anticipated her future actions.

Even if it wasn't what he expected, it didn't matter...

She wasn't even taken seriously by him.

Miaki Kotoko clenched her fists and closed her eyes. "The sea god will be furious."

…

There weren't many people who were tied with red ropes, but there were quite a few too.

It wasn't until ten o'clock in the evening that it was almost over.

During this period, Miyagawa Ryo had seen too many happy and excited smiles on the computer screen.

Those people came to Helena Island with the expectation of realizing their wishes, and then became the selected cargo.

They even foolishly introduce their functions and values ​​clearly.

When the ceremony was about to end, the man pointed at her and said, "The next step is the final step - offering sacrifices to the sea god."

"Sacrifice? What sacrifice?" asked Kotoko Miaki.

"We are in the depths of the sea. As Miss Sanqiu said, we are also afraid of the wrath of the sea god." The man with the broken finger smiled and said, "The sacrifice is to appease the anger of the sea god."

"You dare to do this, do you still believe in the existence of Poseidon?"

"For some things, it's better to remain in awe."

Kotoko Miaki felt mocked that a group of criminals who committed unforgivable things on the island finally said that they were afraid of God's punishment and wanted to subdue the sea god.

"In ancient legends, the sea god likes to eat living people. This is also one of the most terrifying legends of Helena Island."

The screen in front of Miyakawa Ling lit up again, and the scene turned to a dark passage. A dozen people with their faces covered and their mouths gagged were forced to kneel on the ground, each holding a small paper man in their hands.

"They will be sent into the sea to feed the sea god." The man said, "So, everyone is safe. I swear in the name of the successive miko of the Yaka family."

Some people laughed, some applauded, and many more did not react, as if they did not care, but no one spoke out to stop it.

Including...Kotoko Miaki.

Yage Cheng walked in. The noisy sound outside rushed in like a flood the moment the door opened, and then quickly disappeared.

"Oh, right..." The man suddenly thought of something and pulled up the screen on his phone: "This person, Yu Renling, was a consultant to the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department. He was originally kept for some use, but died unexpectedly... Maybe someone would need a body of this identity?"

What can you do with a corpse?

——Sometimes, the dead are more valuable than the living.

Especially those with special identities.

Yagosumi didn't expect this and his movements froze for a moment, but Miyagawa Rei knew this better than anyone else present.

He said, “I bought it.”

It's about time to send these beasts in human clothing to hell.