Chapter 72 Chapter 72 Will the dead be resurrected?
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After just one encounter, the mask that fell on the grass disappeared.
Mo Shiyu felt a little scared. He originally thought that the mask was very similar to the killer's mask in American horror movies, and now he felt like he had stepped into a horror movie.
But the strange thing was that they didn't encounter anything strange for the next ten minutes or so.
It seemed as if the college student committed suicide just to trap them here.
Mo Shiyu first went to explore the surrounding area and determined that their activity range was approximately 2 kilometers in radius with the hotel as the center.
And not only him, but even She Yu who was in his backpack could not leave here.
Mo Shiyu returned to the hotel and glanced at Vermouth, who was leaning against the wall outside the hotel. In the past ten minutes, there were five cigarette butts at her feet. He said helplessly, "What should I do now?"
Vermouth exhaled a puff of grayish-white smoke, looking like a decadent beauty. After a while, she said lazily, "Then... please book back the room I checked out this morning."
Mo Shiyu: “…” Sister Bei, you feel so relaxed!
The two of them ended up booking the hotel's presidential suite at one-third of the usual price - after all, someone had just died at the front door of the hotel, all the guests had fled, and the price of hotel suites had plummeted.
Vermouth twirled the credit card nimbly with her fingertips, looking a little surprised and satisfied.
Mo Shiyu looked at her silently.
He could understand it; after all, it was difficult to expect a global celebrity to be thrifty. This was probably the first time in her life that Bayley experienced the feeling of being ripped off.
Poor rich people, they can't even understand the pleasure of fleecing the poor.
Mo Shiyu bit the handkerchief.
During this period, Smino came to see him, and their contact was not affected. After Smino confirmed Mo Shiyu's current predicament, he worked with him to find a way out.
But just as Mo Shiyu had suspected before, if the purpose was just to trap them and prevent them from revealing any other clues, they had no way to deal with it.
Vermouth went to contact the organization, and Mo Shiyu sat in the lobby of the hotel, looking at the scene surrounded by yellow lines on the other side of the fountain at the door.
This case was taken very seriously. The police stayed at the scene for a long time and did not leave. Later, a group of men in suits arrived, led by a handsome man with glasses and a beauty mole on the corner of his mouth.
Mo Shiyu narrowed his eyes and looked at the man who stretched out his hand and gently touched personal items such as his student ID card in the evidence bag.
Wait, this isn't against the rules?
Or... a person with special abilities? His eyes suddenly dropped.
Mo Shiyu noticed that the man's lips were moving, as if he was saying something. He immediately became extremely focused and tried his best to distinguish the other person's lip shape.
“The dead…will be resurrected.”
What?
Mo Shiyu murmured in his heart, and suddenly, for no apparent reason, he felt a familiar, piercing sense of strangeness and fear.
It was as if he had experienced the same thing before.
The next second, the man with glasses suddenly looked over and met his gaze.
Mo Shiyu was stunned, and then realized that he had revealed some of his emotions just now.
He was discovered in just a moment. This man is definitely not simple.
The man with glasses walked across the hall and came towards Mo Shiyu, extending his hand politely. "Hello. I'm Sakaguchi Ango from the government's Special Events Handling Division. Excuse me, but may I ask you a few questions?"
His voice was gentle, but without any emotion. "You have met the deceased, right?"
[The character Sakaguchi Ango was detected, from the anime "Bungo Stray Dogs".]
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Mo Shiyu's pupils trembled slightly.
A character whose first impression favorability is not affected by his physique?
The person in front of me is by no means a bad person, but an extremely rational good person.
"If the officer asks this, he must have already determined this point?" Mo Shiyu said softly.
Sakaguchi Ango didn't say anything. He lowered his eyes and looked intently at the long-haired young man sitting in front of him.
Gray hair, gray eyes.
The human abducted by the underground Zerg last night had the same characteristics. However, the Zerg fled too quickly with the human, and they didn't have time to take a photo and capture his exact appearance.
Could it be the person in front of me?
However, it would be difficult for those who were taken away by the Zerg to gain freedom in such a short time and walk on the streets of Yokohama as if nothing had happened, right?
"There's a photo of you in the deceased's phone." Sakaguchi Ango adjusted his glasses and explained, "It must have been taken from a candid angle. I think I need to tell you something."
Mo Shiyu's throat tightened. Secretly filming? He didn't even realize it?
Mo Shiyu didn't think his anti-reconnaissance ability was so bad. "Can you show it to me?"
"Of course." Sakaguchi Ango said, and ordered his men to retrieve the evidence.
The deceased's phone did contain photos of Mo Shiyu. And there were not just one or two, but hundreds of them.
He followed Mo Shiyu all the way to the hotel. Except for the initial incident where he was caught following Mo Shiyu, Mo Shiyu never noticed the college student following him or even secretly photographing him.
It was like a dead person without breathing.
Mo Shiyu's eyelashes trembled slightly as he lowered his eyes.
Several policemen looked at the frightened gray-haired beauty with eyes filled with pity and pity. A female police officer stepped forward, patted him on the back, comforted him, and handed him a glass of water.
"Mr. Mo, do you know the deceased?" Sakaguchi Ango asked softly, holding up the deceased's photo.
Mo Shiyu raised his head as he was told and saw the face of a handsome and pale male college student in the photo, staring at him.
"I..." Mo Shiyu held the water, looked away, and looked at Sakaguchi Ango, maintaining the remaining fear in his voice, "I don't know him. He came to talk to me this morning, but I didn't agree. That's just one interaction. As for why he followed me and committed suicide in front of me, I really... don't know."
Should I tell Ango Sakaguchi that they can't leave?
No, Mo Shiyu quickly denied this.
He couldn't reveal his uniqueness. As Vermouth said, his characteristics were already well-known among the leaders of various countries.
Last night, Mo Shiyu had tried his best to leave as quickly as possible after emerging from the cocoon, but at least the feature of his gray hair was recorded.
The state apparatus is always oriented towards interests.
If someone with ulterior motives uses this hotel as a tool to imprison him, then Mo Shiyu will be helpless.
"I understand." Sakaguchi Ango nodded.
Therefore, the deceased committed suicide in front of his crush out of anger and shame because he failed to pick up the girl - this is obviously impossible.
The mask worn by the deceased disappeared.
This is another unusual incident of underground "pollution" leakage.
"Officer, what should I do?" Mo Shiyu grabbed Sakaguchi Ango's sleeve and asked hurriedly, "Is this case over? Can I live here peacefully?"
Sakaguchi Ango was silent for a while before he said, "This is just my personal advice. Please leave Yokohama as soon as possible."
"If you think of any other clues, you can contact me." He left a cell phone number and handed it to Mo Shiyu.
***
Mo Shiyu watched their backs as they left.
Asking him to leave Yokohama as soon as possible, is it really a hint that the case is not over?
Mo Shiyu took out the Sheyu doll from his backpack. He was actually quite brave, but when he encountered this situation, he still felt a little cold all over.
Just then, he heard Vermouth calling him.
Mo Shiyu looked up and saw Vermouth standing by the escalator on the second floor, holding a cell phone in one hand and waving at him with a very bad expression.
She seemed to be talking to someone, but her pale face suggested that something was wrong.
Mo Shiyu immediately went upstairs and heard the vague and noisy voice on the other end of Belmode's phone, "The props team is in place, only you are missing."
Vermouth said into the phone, "I understand."
She hung up the phone.
Mo Shiyu asked her, "What's wrong?"
"Just now, the crew's assistant director John Smith called me."
Vermouth looked at him and spoke in a low voice, a little faster, "He said that the props team is already in place and the crew is waiting for us to come over. The filming location is still in Yokohama."
Mo Shiyu frowned. Didn’t they say that the filming would not be in Yokohama?
The director suddenly changed his mind?
Something is indeed wrong.
But if that was all, why did Vermouth react so strongly?
“That’s not the weirdest part,” Vermouth said. “What surprised me the most was the person who called me.”
"Assistant Director John Smith died in a car accident two weeks ago."
Her face was pale as she spoke word by word.
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